Reminiscence
Recollecting
I cherish the flower
I salvaged
From the table
That night
The flow of wine
Gentle music
Romance
The two of us
Holding hands
How could I
Have known
You'd be gone
That tragedy
Would strike
On the phone
You talked
To me of love
Driving home
That night
Now I'm to blame
We broke the law
For love
You having
Lost your life
A lone
Treasured flower
I cling to
Now I'll never
Be your wife
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