Ashley
All of your memories are locked within me but they are echoes now
fading and fainter than the originals
second and third and fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth year this month
the fire does not burn as hot as it did all those years ago when you first left us
It no longer scorches the friends and family you left behind
I remember your words but no longer your voice
I wish that I could hear you laughing out once again.
I wish that you could show me all the things you've seen since we last saw each other
Time does not have the power to go back
I can only bank the coals now...ashes to ashes and all of that.
lock fades echo out voices burn show friends time power hear second
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