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Bernard Snyder

Freshman - 1,014 Points (11-07-1959 / Savannah Ga.)

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'Without You'


The love songs I used to sing for you
now just seem like shattered words,
the white doves that followed us along the beaches
now seem like ordinary birds,
the sunshine doesn't seem as bright anymore
the moonlight seem to have lost it's glow,
the ocean I once thought was so smooth and romantic
now has an unusual flow,
the raindrops we used to listen to
no longer has that pleasant tone,
nothing seems to be what it used to
since you've been gone,
I've tried everything I could think of
but nothing's the same without you
I just want to enjoy the beautiful things in life again
the way you and I once used to.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012

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