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    2012 - 07.11

    In my yard there are two empty chairs

    You and I were supposed to be there

    You told me that you’d be here

    To sit awhile under the roses

    But time changed, your mind rearranged

    All the things we hold dear.


    They look so lonely, missing our smiles

    Reminding me of failures, and untold trials

    Everyday, I see you there

    Sitting in the shade not crying any tears.

    But they are empty, like my life.


    We never planned on so much strife.

    I am going to leave them there

    Because I want to believe

    That someday we’ll sit there

    Under the rose tree.







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