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Published: 7-Aug-2012
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Two eyes are simply not
Enough to cry these tears
Eternally renewed by
Tireless broomsticks
Heedless of the sorcerer's
Word can nary quell
My grief is absolute
To reminisce on better days
When we were one and all
Was well-yet history has
Failed me and my memory
Deceives me to believe that
She was ever here at all
Yet still I smell her scent is
In the air still moves with
Words she never spoke-
I feel her hand upon my
Cheek and taste the kiss
Bestowed by blooming lips
Who said that she does
Not exist? Who told me
That My eyes do lie when
I behold the little girl and
See her so romantically?
The blind world cannot
Read her knowing smile
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