enfant-de-lune - Hello Poetry

I'm only but a tiny fragment of your memory. Like a spec of dust.

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Jul 8, 2015

Jul 8, 2015 at 1:58 PM UTC

I'm only but a tiny fragment of your memory. Like a spec of dust.

You've probably washed out every memory of us, of me. It's as if I love a stranger. But that's how it is now. I'm only but a stranger to you.

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Jul 5, 2015

Jul 5, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC

Stranger

You've probably washed out every memory of us, of me. It's as if I love a stranger. But that's how it is now. I'm only but a stranger to you.

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I was the paper crane that you made. What once kept your interest. You thought that I was beautiful, a work of art. But now you've disposed me like all the other crap that's useless to you now. *******

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Jun 15, 2015

Jun 15, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC

Paper Cranes

I was the paper crane that you made. What once kept your interest. You thought that I was beautiful, a work of art. But now you've disposed me like all the other crap that's useless to you now. *******

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I was falling in love with someone who was falling out of love with me.

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Jun 13, 2015

Jun 13, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC

Untitled

I was falling in love with someone who was falling out of love with me.

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I know when you stare at me, It's her eyes you see. But I'm not her. And I'm not what you're searching for. I've fallen in too deep. So deep that I'm willing to give up everything. But I'm afraid. Afraid of how easily you'd throw it all away for her. To have her in your arms. To feel again. To love. For her, You'll give us up.

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Apr 1, 2015

Apr 1, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC

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I know when you stare at me, It's her eyes you see. But I'm not her. And I'm not what you're searching for. I've fallen in too deep. So deep that I'm willing to give up everything. But I'm afraid. Afraid of how easily you'd throw it all away for her. To have her in your arms. To feel again. To love. For her, You'll give us up.

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