Missful Memories

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    Missful Memories

     You're just a missful memory that I wish would come back because we used to stick like a pack. My love for you will never die but my heart did when you said goodbye and now you're just a missful memory that confused me when you said goodbye. All my memories with you are missful But I carry them with me everywhere I go so that way my heart still flows I smile to know that our relationship was blissful. Now your just a missful memory that I wish would come back because we used to stick like a pack.

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    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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