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Jan 2015
scorned, disapproved, disdained, disliked,
hatred, derision, complains alike,
idioms and jargon, thoroughly unfathomed,
now here I thought, we've lost our rhythm.

nice to see, we've all agreed,
inside our minds, our love that bleeds,
phrases and words, means naught now,
has it been you saying, “Not right now!”

understand this, my friend of many years,
all is now lost, except for longing tears.
Written by
Feel
670
     Erenn, SPT and the-devil-is-real
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