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And so here we are
Page after page
Hearts on fire
Exposing parts unseen
Beneath harden surfaces
Wounds unclean
Broken still we dream
On and on we pen
And so we breathe again
 Apr 2015 AnActualToaster
Neath
She had lost me the moment she realized she didn't love me anymore.

She left me in the lost and found...

All I did was wait, waiting to be found again...
Love always finds a way.
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