Often times
I come to say
Just how
much you mean to me,
My world
steps in to claim my mind
And I move
away.
Tomorrow is
another day
Ample time
to have my say.
All at once
Death pounces in
To snatch at
you, marauding through
Life’s
corridor- and you are no more.
Broken- hearted I stand,
Ruing now
the wasted hours,
The times I
turned back words of love.
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