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Jan 2012
I’ll never let you go,

seems like words that always turn into a lie.



Consuming hopes and dreams,

what a massive waste of time.



Living on questions,

wonder what’s wrong.



Fate is elegant,

cruel and plans appear to not belong.

Somehow this world is always trying,

to destroy something so strong.
Anamarie
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