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autumn tree lined forest roadSay not in grief that she is no more but say in thankfulness that she was.
A death is not the extinguishing of a light, but the putting out of the lamp because the dawn has come.

 

Ghosts - M.V. Briones

Haunted memories
Of a place
Faded pictures
Of a face...

Words unspoken
Thoughts unsaid
Slumbering heartbeats
Cold and dead...

Dancing figures
In the cloud
Painted features
On a shroud...

Now, there's no sunshine
Only rain
No emotions
But the pain

Keep your vigil
Through the night
For my spirit
Loves the light

Tell the story
Of my days
Play my music,
Show my face.

Hide not my secrets
Truth or lie
Let the silence
Hear not your sigh

Memories: keep on playing
Until the music's done.
Let this love live
Until I'm gone.


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