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Days That Kill
The memories of your hands
Cradling a fret board
And coaxing sweet lullabies
From strings streatched and worn
Haunt me, laugh at me,
Stare at me from the depths
Of my battered guitars.
The thoughts of your laughter
At the antics of our play
Drags my heart further down
Towards the soles of my sneakers.
The very thought of you
So very far from all of us
Is set to drive me further
Into the depths of the mind
That you helped to train.
But worse than these memories,
Far worse in my thoughts,
Are the days when I don't.
I don't remember your voice,
Your music, your laughter, your play.
Those are the days that kill.
The days when I can play guitar
And not remember your hands,
Calloused from strings and work,
Showing me the chords I play.
Those are the days that kill.
The days when I don't remember
Dog piles, volley ball or wrestling
In someone's front yard
With all of us little ones
Trying to mimic your skills.
Those are the days that kill.
The days when I don't see
A squirming puppy with a red bow
Tied to rest on his head
And your smiling face calling
"Merry Christmas, Shorty".
Those are the days that kill.
And slowly, very, very, slowly
Those days are becoming more.
I am slowly losing these
The details that make you, you.
Losing them to the sands of time.
Category: EJ | Added by: EJKridom (08 October 08) | Author: EJ Kridom E
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