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Jacket


I found his jacket, And it made tears, Come to my eyes, It reminds me, Of the way he held me, An how he would wrap it around me, When I was cold, THe way he wiped my tears away, Now, he turns away, Watches my tears fall, I hold that jacket close, To remind myself of who he was, Not who he is, i can't go on like this, I don't want to fight, I don't want to cry, Not anymore, I will walk away, Though, it will be hard, But I must leave him behind, I love him, With all my being, But I'm not happy anymore, I must leave him, Not for a day, Not for three days, Only if my heart feels safe, Will that jacket embrace me, With his love, Now, It is just a jacket, With the memories of a powerful, Wonderful, Beautiful, Young love stitched into it, Goodbye jacket, Goodbye my love.
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