Was Signed

Secrets are fragile, my pages blank, to be buried in design
Oct 21
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My memories of you
You are on my mind
I see you when I sleep
And hold me tight

Realizing that I miss you
It means that much to me
A long way I will travel
To find out our love runs deep

Distance can’t compete with us
Fog will make my eyes go blind
But my sight will lurk underneath
From the seeds that I weed

Single phrases, blank pieces of paper
Ways to describe you
None as good as your voice
Holding on to you

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