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Seasons come and goes, as rains perforates Over the thunder and torrential creeps abounding a thousand miles and paths variable stories of the lost in life and love She found him until the old age struck now she is lost in the dark gloomy rooms enclosed in foreign memories and melodies of when the lights faded and ceased I found her clipping all stricken wings footing the floating broken nest uncontent to move from how it was enclosed and supposedly destroyed She sells true love and its mystery Ohh how I never believe in fairlytales Or go to the strange places where it hides Is it true that love can be so special?
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
She sells love
Seasons come and goes, as rains perforates Over the thunder and torrential creeps abounding a thousand miles and paths variable stories of the lost in life and love She found him until the old age struck now she is lost in the dark gloomy rooms enclosed in foreign memories and melodies of when the lights faded and ceased I found her clipping all stricken wings footing the floating broken nest uncontent to move from how it was enclosed and supposedly destroyed She sells true love and its mystery Ohh how I never believe in fairlytales Or go to the strange places where it hides Is it true that love can be so special?
Special friend who lost her husband unexpectedly..... she speaks of lovely romance and I can't touch it ..... strange?
SassyJ
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
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