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Jul 2015
When enough time has passed to be able look back
back before, and leading up to what I now write
back to the blossoming beginning before the inevitable end
back to when all my time on you I would spend

Reflecting on days quickly wasted and nights far to prolonged
prolonged memories not quickly enough forgotten in mind
prolonged feelings that never cease to leave me, to end
prolonged ideas of how our relationship I thought I could mend

The sad reality of it all is nobody is really yours to keep -
it's just your turn and I've learned actions, emotions and talk are all cheap.
Written by
AR  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
     AR, Anora Emporium and ---
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