There you are, on my shelf.
In a shoebox along with memories delt.
Im going to check on you every now and then,
belive me this isnt the end.
Cant take you out yet,
hasnt been too long.
Waiting for the things in life to disappear,
that are wrong.
You were a heavy box to lift,
but in life you've given me a gift.
I know how to love and forget.
Im sorry baby, i cant take you out of your box yet.
 
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