Still Remains

She starts to talk, so listen well
Behave the way, when first you greet her
Sing the song that hasn't been writ
Take the road that she once spoke
In a mood-unforgiven
Broken glass, burning picture
Seat for two, empty space
Lemonade stand, girl is still
As if it matters
Boy is not a man
She held my hand with sad eyes
Peaceful words, peaceful pardon
A minute to stare, a moment to live
Go quietly as the old song says
In a mood-awakening
Broken glass, burning picture
Seat for two, empty space
Lemonade stand, girl is still
As if it matters
Boy is not a man.

by Victor Osorio

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