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    dots Submission Name: Lukedots

    Author: dancer-of-words
    ASL Info:    21/trans/US
    Elite Ratio:    4.6 - 167/158/74
    Words: 141
    Class/Type: Poetry/Death
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       To my best friend who died. The meter is a little off in places because they are meant to be song lyrics.

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    I don't know if you can hear me
    I don't know if you're still there
    I don't know if you can see me now
    I don't know if you still care.

    Remember all our days together,
    playing in the light of golden suns?
    Please tell me that you still remember
    the way that summer seemed to fill our lungs.

    And when the light of summer's fading
    and all this passing world goes dead
    I can hear the music we would play together
    I can hear the angel's voices in my head.

    I'd say Don't leave me now,
    but you're already gone.
    And I'm here, wondering how
    life could go so wrong.

    And you never will tell me
    that you'll never go
    I never said that I loved you
    but I hope you know
    I hope you know.

    Submitted on 2013-04-14 19:39:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Beautiful music comes from the heart. Most often than not our hearts tell naught but truth. Your lines are wonderful, i followed the meter without any difficulty at all. Beautiful music, thank you.
    | Posted on 2013-04-17 00:00:00 | by Mepo | [ Reply to This ]
      Songs are the real poetry ... I guess those of us who don't know what you are saying are going to find out sometime. Sometimes we are glad we knew them, sometimes sad and miss them, but decade after decade we just never forget lost loved ones and there is a life we live with them as well as the life with the living.
    | Posted on 2013-04-15 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]

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