In a “fond but distant memory”
Her hand was held in mine,
Two start in solidarity
But gradually decline,
Each bone was broken- one by one
Each piece- more cruel than kind,
Would fall where steps of ours were laid
“In syncopated time”.
Her hand was held in mine,
Two start in solidarity
But gradually decline,
Each bone was broken- one by one
Each piece- more cruel than kind,
Would fall where steps of ours were laid
“In syncopated time”.
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