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It hurts knowing, You don't like me All these feelings growing Everything was too easy to foresee You wouldn't need my presence I should have been clairvoyant I won't have to be jealous Our lives would have been flamboyant Our fantasised reminiscence Erased from existence, There was an obvious difference The hopes are in evanescence This poem is a requiem For our long lost love An imaginary emblem Nothing else to top above.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
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It hurts knowing, You don't like me All these feelings growing Everything was too easy to foresee You wouldn't need my presence I should have been clairvoyant I won't have to be jealous Our lives would have been flamboyant Our fantasised reminiscence Erased from existence, There was an obvious difference The hopes are in evanescence This poem is a requiem For our long lost love An imaginary emblem Nothing else to top above.
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Aug 4, 2015
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