Old Photographs

(Alan Evans)

A melancholic look into the past

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Looking at old photographs memories come flooding through left here on my own don't know what to do A lifetime together then suddenly its done I'll never recover I won't be moving on photo's of when we first met all in black and white colour came later when you brightened up my life you turned this empty house into a beautiful home it will never be the same now I'm left alone I'm now left with memories and a broken heart if there's a road to recovery I don't know where to start old photographs stir memories reminders of happier days my mind turns back the clock but the heartache stays don't suppose it will be long before we meet again I hope that it's not so long my heart will be broke til then A lifetime together then suddenly its done I'll never recover I won't be moving on

© Alan Evans 2018

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