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The world through my eyes
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Click Play and Dance
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poetry in motion: every end, springs a new begining
this is how our story endsno tears of joy not quite your happy ending but here ends our pretending as memories of you fade to black just so you know, here on out, there is no turning back no hugs, no kisses baby none of that no more as this chapter draws to a quiet close our love fades, like that of a trampeled rose wasted beauty so wicked, yet so amazingly pretty cant believe i thought i loved you cant believe you deceived me to think it was all true to think i put trust and faith in you lying to oneself, that true love is found though how can it for i am smiling now embracing the fact that everything we had everything that we shared finally, we are through an end to every reason for me to remain sad Labels: cut throat suicide |