by John Smith

Created on: April 05, 2011

Soft red satin

Tasteful attire

You're so close yet

So impossibly far away

This music was your favorite and

The tears were inevitable

Even though you told us no

Your eyes pinned shut

Your hands cold and oh so pale

Your time has come and gone

And our time has come to mourn

Will you remember us

Where you are now

Can you remember us

So far away

So impossibly far away

Can you remember how we laughed

Or how we felt

Or anything at all

Can you remember us

As we remember you

Will we remember us

Will we mourn

When our time has come and gone

Will we remember us

At the hour

Or will we remember what we want

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