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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>song - The Long Goodbye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I rarely thought of you<br>'til you finally broke through <br>I thought the story was complete<br>When we talked back in ninety three<br>I thought that was enough my love<br>But now love’s legionnaires have come</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And Alison I’m thinking of<br>All the little things too much<br>Like how your d n a and such <br>Wove a spiders web of love and touch <br>into something almost glorious</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>But rarely could forget<br>That strange chemistry that crept<br>Between us, then entangled us<br>And didn’t understand at first<br>You know that I was crushed my love<br>By overwhelming chemicals</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But Alison I’m thinking now<br>‘bout your fingernails and how<br>Those firetrails of thrill raced round <br>on my throat, and here, in this far town<br>and the girl my world turned round without</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>No, really, it was you<br>There was nothing I could do<br>We think that life is ours to choose<br>But passion rules and cold light rues<br>Predestination left us cold<br>And now we watch the past unfold</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But Alison I can’t forget<br>Holding you inside room 10<br>The lack of light in discotheques<br>How it felt when dancing to “je t’aime” <br>How you curled your hair against your neck</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And Alison, oh Alison<br>Here, across the Rubicon<br>Our long goodbye seems so long gone -<br>Cat and mouse we blew the game of love -<br>But yet, something holy lingers on</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>(With apologies to David Most and Clive Westlake - and also to Metaphor!)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a></strong></div>

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