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Nothing was the same... nothing was the same when you left my side, I was cold and deprived of the eyes that i loved and the waist that i hugged. Nothing was the same....and I...cant.. Nothing was the same when I saw you again, with another, my souls mirror cracked, and flooded my heart with shards that stopped my heart the moment our eyes locked. i wanted to be under the covers!and I cant..get away from it all, I wanted it all back but at the time I don't want a inch,or a fraction... none of which would replenish the satisfaction, we once had... Nothing was the same, i drink my thoughts watching the rain. ponderin and ponderin wonderin,and wanderin where would I be if you followed back to the place were we once laid not so long ago, i heard the bell toll,and we kiss soo , much passion filled the air, now its nothing more than fumes of my lungs blackening, whats happening?? I know.... Nothing was the same, and living I cant, but surviving I am.. BY: Emmanuel jv Hernandez 5/7/14
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
Nothing Was The Same
Nothing was the same... nothing was the same when you left my side, I was cold and deprived of the eyes that i loved and the waist that i hugged. Nothing was the same....and I...cant.. Nothing was the same when I saw you again, with another, my souls mirror cracked, and flooded my heart with shards that stopped my heart the moment our eyes locked. i wanted to be under the covers!and I cant..get away from it all, I wanted it all back but at the time I don't want a inch,or a fraction... none of which would replenish the satisfaction, we once had... Nothing was the same, i drink my thoughts watching the rain. ponderin and ponderin wonderin,and wanderin where would I be if you followed back to the place were we once laid not so long ago, i heard the bell toll,and we kiss soo , much passion filled the air, now its nothing more than fumes of my lungs blackening, whats happening?? I know.... Nothing was the same, and living I cant, but surviving I am.. BY: Emmanuel jv Hernandez 5/7/14
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
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