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Jun 2011
I've never truly believed in love.
Playing Coldplay in the mountains above,
An inch from the edge of the atmosphere,
you told me not to give my tears,
you told me not to cry.
"It's weak," you said, drilled it into my head.
I did something I believed I never could,
You might not know, but you changed me for good.

I've never truly believed in love,
The mountain air, or lack thereof.
I tried not to fall as best as I could,
Did everything a blind girl should,
But I stumbled, and I tripped,
I fumbled, and I flipped,
Not off the mountain that we were part of,
but into the abyss that one calls 'love.'
At the edge of insanity, where we once stood,
You might not know, but you changed me for good.

But does 'for good' mean 'for better,'
or 'for good' as in 'forever?'
I tried to find out as best as I could,
but all we'll ever know is that you changed me for good.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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   Lauren Fehr
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