Let Me Go For Old Time's Sake

February 14, 2016

Hush my dear

Shed no tear

Keep it all inside

Turn your head

As I go to bed

And utter not a sound

Love has no respect for me

Waste not your devout sympathy

On a such a lowly being

Please embrace another

And forget the other

To preserve my dignity

Goodnight my friend

Steadfast until the end

I need to be a memory

When we lock eyes tomorrow

And your hear fills with sorrow

Forget that this creature is no longer me

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk GudaMay 11, 2016

<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  </p>

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