This is the last time that we'll meet
This is the last time that we'll meet.
Our memories are sad and bittersweet.
I told you once and I'll tell you again:
Hold your breath and count to ten!
Open your eyes and I'll be gone.
There's nothing left to wish upon.
Time sails on - we're left behind.
Who knows what we may find?
You said: "Come on, let's try once more!"
But I really can't see what for!
Our love was made of concrete.
This is the last time that we'll meet.
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-11-22 at 01:14
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