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[title] => Yesterday's Wine
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[bodytext] => The clock is ticking rhythmically The candle's growing dim The radio is playing love songs That I used to sing to him A tear is rolling down my cheek A wine glass in my hand My mind is searching desperately Off in a distant land A land of sweet remembrances Where flowers are in bloom A history of a better time Beneath the silver moon I let the tears flow freely I feel my heart grow numb I light another habit To which I have succumb I fill my wine glass once again I might as well enjoy There's no one here to share it with These thoughts I must destroy I sing the love songs to myself Somehow it's not the same They used to have some meaning When I used to speak your name Sweet nothings, gentle whispers An ode of lasting love We used to sit for hours Beneath the stars above I finish off the bottle I lay down and start to weep But in my dreams I'll find you As I drift off to sleep Copyright: Tammy Hendershot 2004 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 22 [informant] => tamilyn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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