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Someday
Long after I will be gone you will open an old book
And I will walk out
From between its pages.
We will look into each other's eyes
And I know I will cry again
Like I do now
Whenever I look into your eyes
And see the wall
That I will never be able to cross
Yet we hug
Across it.
You will wipe my tears
Or you might kiss them away
Threatening
Never to meet again If I cry.
I will smile
And you will pretend to clean your glasses .
While hiding a tear
Same, as you do now.
You will hold me
Close To your soul
And I will crumble
Turning to dust
Falling back
In between
Those pages
Leaving little smears
Of remembrance
On your cheeks.
You will Pick up your pen
And start writing.
Bringing me back to life
Once again.
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