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the deception of love you presented to me was magical those many faces you wore, now seem comical the sweetness of your voice, drew me in made me small the way you touch me,bent my knees left me to crawl now, there are no more tears to fall they would only muddy, these empty halls the pictures of us,are imprints, empty frames that ***** the walls even the echos, wont repeat my calls my tumor of love for you, has finally shrunk I'm in remission, no longer in this funk those false feelings you had for me are finally debunked now my memories of you, will come and go but then I'll sweep the residue, to the corner and put them in a pile, I'll call junk
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Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
first love always hurts
the deception of love you presented to me was magical those many faces you wore, now seem comical the sweetness of your voice, drew me in made me small the way you touch me,bent my knees left me to crawl now, there are no more tears to fall they would only muddy, these empty halls the pictures of us,are imprints, empty frames that ***** the walls even the echos, wont repeat my calls my tumor of love for you, has finally shrunk I'm in remission, no longer in this funk those false feelings you had for me are finally debunked now my memories of you, will come and go but then I'll sweep the residue, to the corner and put them in a pile, I'll call junk
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tom-krutilla
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
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