Home: Poetry: Veronica Glauber: Never A Time

the cool winds rush past ma as time ticks by

it feel like the tears that had fallen when i cry

the glow of a street light reminds meo of you

theres a time when u luved me & i luved you too

now that time has left and you are now gone

so i guess its my tutn to be moving on

so i'll burn all the pictures and letters too

but there will never be a time when i won't b luving you

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