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This arc shall take Two people in an untimely Loop of perpendicular proportions. The start is where everything Begins with distinct curiosity, And as between two people Intertwined with the fate of time. Through the onset of despair Lost and dazed by all the things You and I didn't say. Crafted with the belief That losing wars aren't the end Thought it's ought to be A new beginning; A new era. Left with the slightest desire Filled with hope and dreams: Matched from the beginning. A short lullaby we danced All through the night we burn, Bright as the sun, I see Holding us together; attached. We slowly burnt out, Light creeping out of the dark Losing it all to a new day. Went separate ways, Out to the horizons we walk; Probably the last time As seen by the unseen.
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 2:41 PM UTC
Losing
This arc shall take Two people in an untimely Loop of perpendicular proportions. The start is where everything Begins with distinct curiosity, And as between two people Intertwined with the fate of time. Through the onset of despair Lost and dazed by all the things You and I didn't say. Crafted with the belief That losing wars aren't the end Thought it's ought to be A new beginning; A new era. Left with the slightest desire Filled with hope and dreams: Matched from the beginning. A short lullaby we danced All through the night we burn, Bright as the sun, I see Holding us together; attached. We slowly burnt out, Light creeping out of the dark Losing it all to a new day. Went separate ways, Out to the horizons we walk; Probably the last time As seen by the unseen.
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 2:41 PM UTC
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