Critical Analysis #2 |
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The Love We Had |
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Deep_Inside Member
since 2002-02-14
Posts 377i can't stop hiding |
I lost a love That lived my life To it’s full and end A love I found I would never find If I hadn’t had this friend A love so true She said I found in you I dare not remember it began But where is end I had a friend To talk to over again The words I confide in you On your shoulder Where my tears would spill But friends again Until the end I hope you will love me still when you live you begin to die |
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merlynh Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 411deer park, wa |
This hits deep! My wife died last month perhaps that is why. This last statment? I wonder if it was something that came after you wrote this? "when you die memories of you life lives in others when memories of you begin to fade you truly begin to die" I find memories to be all too painful and get back to feeling a large hole inside myself. Truely I can not bear to live with memories with the one I loved. I want it back so much because life felt complete. I guess you have to let some memories die so you can go on. Thank for sharing. |
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