He was my North,my South,my East my West,My working week and my sunday rest.My noon my midnight,M talk my song,I thought that Love would last for ever,Iwas wrong.The stars are not wanted now put out every one,Pack up the moon,and Dismantle the sun.Pour away the ocen sweep up the wood,For Nothing Now can ever come to any good.xmotherx

plant aseed and watch it grow,nurse it day by day,and in the evening should it wake dont be far away.For silent thoughts do creep any moment for a peep,For once Iwatched you play,now the once felt makes my heart start to melt.The heart is there to take the pain,to be torn and broken.but the soul gose on from day to day,And not a word is spoken.

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.