your presence haunts me
on quiet, lonely nights
I close my eyes and see
an idealized image of you
a ghost within my mind
too perfect to grasp
and too wonderful to touch
I speak to you softly with my mind
telling you of my love;
greatest gift
fate's cruelest curse.
now that you're gone
all I have are memories fading
Now you are just a dream away
your last words invaded my thoughts
Locked deep inside of my heart
I wonder how I would go on
without you in my life
So it has come;
I say goodnight to this dream.
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Somebody Called Cheyenne
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