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It’s how you caressed your paint brush Like a magic wand which added color to that plain ground that captured my heart At that very moment, I know I’m yours forever No, not my body, nor my mind But my soul It’s now yours, only yours What a wonderful person he is I said to myself I painted a picture of us In my mind we’re together I had an illusion that we have a very promising future in coming days or sooner My mind went wild created stories within blinks of my eyes You were meters away But in my thoughts We are talking We’re in love Until a woman came Went by your side My world was shattered Into purely fine pieces I fell I broke You’re in love Not with me But with her
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 2:39 AM UTC
The Art of Falling and Losing
It’s how you caressed your paint brush Like a magic wand which added color to that plain ground that captured my heart At that very moment, I know I’m yours forever No, not my body, nor my mind But my soul It’s now yours, only yours What a wonderful person he is I said to myself I painted a picture of us In my mind we’re together I had an illusion that we have a very promising future in coming days or sooner My mind went wild created stories within blinks of my eyes You were meters away But in my thoughts We are talking We’re in love Until a woman came Went by your side My world was shattered Into purely fine pieces I fell I broke You’re in love Not with me But with her
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 2:39 AM UTC
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