written in September 2003.
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As the image of you begins to fade
I struggle to hear your voice true
To see your smile as it was before
To hear your laughter along with mine
The ability to seek your guidance
Has been taken from me.
To know you'll be there for me to cry on
To know you won't be able to hold me when I'm scared
Or give me the extra shove when I'm dragging along.
Yet you are here
You're all around me
Only, sometimes thats just not enough.
Selfishness does no good
Yet I can't help but feel this way
Even though you can't be here physically
You're still ever so present
You've become a legend of sorts
Forever kept alive through our words,
our stories,
our love.
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