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Jul 2015
You feed me lines
And I let it happen
I cling to hope
That it isn't over
I know it is
When you kiss me
And it isn't real
Out of habit
Lack of desire
Out of time
Out of fire
We tried
We failed
The heat is gone
The change we needed
Was needing to grow
We grew apart
Instead of together
A blind man can see
What we had is gone
Now we walk in separate directions
Further apart
The best is to pretend
All the magic
And laughs and love
Were just pretend
Child's play
Although just a moment
In our existence
Like it never happened
Nathan Pival
Written by
Nathan Pival  Mansfield, Ohio
(Mansfield, Ohio)   
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