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Gone But Not Forgotten
Under the tree was where she sat
 Her secret place she loved to be at
 A huge weeping willow by the river side
 Made the perfect place for her to fun and hide
 Whenever getting away was what she desired
 Of going to her place she never tired
 
 Facing the river, he sat and stared
 Jealous of the water that flowed without care
 This tree that covered him was his favorite spot
 It’s base so round that he it could block
 Never knowing that on the other side
 Was a girl also went there to hide
 
 One day as he returned to this place
 Only to be greeted by her tear-streaked face
 Their eyes met and something changed
 For once, they had met someone who was the same
 It was not the fairytale love at first sight
 But they could not stay away, try as they might
 
 Two years later they did find love
 Under the tree with the night sky above
 As cliché as it sounds, they could not disguise
 The feelings they felt when they locked eyes
 Within the year those two were married
 Until death do them part, John has his Mary
 
 As the years went by they fell more in love
 Just to be separated by a shove
 So entranced by the world she saw
 She never did see the car at all
 He pushed her away as soon as he saw it
 She could not even speak when she saw he got hit
 
 In the hospital he laid, never to wake up
 She waited for months for him to come up
 For months she waited, no matter what they said.
 The pain and hurt eventually got to her head
 She blamed herself for what happened that day
 And that’s when it was decided she had to go away
 
 They sent her to an institution
 Thinking it was the best solution
 But little did they know
 That this only hurt her more so
 All of the games they would play
 With the cold instruments sitting on their tray
 
 Depressing thoughts held no recognition
 In this place the only comfort is discipline
 The hurt stabs through like their impending knife
 The silent shrieks mirror her life
 She stayed down until the end of her strives
 No one ever cared to know their lies
 
 The people worry
 They watch and wait for her story
 Soon they hear the news of her terrible fate
 It was known from the start and all you can do is wait
 All of the pain to be dealt was well overdue
 But now she gets to start anew
 
 The day is beautiful but their mood is black
 Old time memories are stuck on playback
 As the time drags on only one remains
 What happened that time, he never forgot her strains
 He return back to their spot and for her he prayed
 The strength of their bond was never decayed
 
 As she left the world, another returned
 Hearing the news that caused his world to burn
 Next to his bed was her picture, faded with time
 Well past its prime
 He stares at it every day, willing his love to return home
 But, still, he waits alone.
 
 He loved her then and still does now
 Her light is shining towards his shell
 Soon they will be reunited
 Going back to when their love ignited
 His eyes keep closed, the beeping quickens
 The shine of the light only thickens
 
 Now he is back again at their place
 Next to her, lying in space
 Though transparent they are to the lives they left
 Together, right there, is where they are at their best
 Now and then a girl visits their beds
 Laying down flowers for the dead
 
 She dreams of what their stories were
 Never knowing it was so close to her
 She leans against the tree and sighs
 “They loved once, and once again,
 They fell in love with what could have been
 Here they are once again: gone but not forgotten”

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