Time Heals By Richard Maxfield 3-6-2000 Memories become thought Thought becomes pain Echoes of you Bouncing through my head A simple passing Where we once played Sends me spinning Into the dark I catch a smell Of the fragrance you wear Sets my heart pounding Into despair They say time Heals all wounds Time is my enemy I stand in the endless line Impatiently waiting my turnBirth sign: Gemini
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