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Is she the damsel from fantasy books? The one who heroic hearts arc towards? Indeed, of faerie eye and fair-lined looks What cold savior could she be waiting for? Some faux hero made of dreams, just like her- From realms of common beauty with the wiles of class-bred temper; Parted from less learned Folk like me whom their countenance beguiles- Although, it seems that all our breaking dreams In this reality reforge themselves; Imbued now with the pain of shattered hearts, We move forward with new convictions held. To wit; It's not that ******* hip and cool To play the Man who loves you like a fool.
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
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Is she the damsel from fantasy books? The one who heroic hearts arc towards? Indeed, of faerie eye and fair-lined looks What cold savior could she be waiting for? Some faux hero made of dreams, just like her- From realms of common beauty with the wiles of class-bred temper; Parted from less learned Folk like me whom their countenance beguiles- Although, it seems that all our breaking dreams In this reality reforge themselves; Imbued now with the pain of shattered hearts, We move forward with new convictions held. To wit; It's not that ******* hip and cool To play the Man who loves you like a fool.
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
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