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Our Memory PrintI know your heart is broken, but please come out to play. In this place of aguish is not the place to stay. Your heart is in deep hurt and pain and you are wondering, Why? ~ Was this really love or was it just a lie? Each relationship that will cross our path, Will leave on our hearts many kinds of an aftermath. Everyone we meet, come into our life, for some kind of reason. ... Sometimes it is just to leave their memory print, only for a season. Other times they come, into our life, then they go, to help us face our fear, Even though we wanted them to stay, they are gone, that one we held so dear. Each day, it is so worth the pain to keep giving our hearts away, To that relationship, our memory print ... is on their heart to stay. Debra McGee Trammell 10-30-04 Dedicated to my friend Deb W. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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