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Jun 2012
Me...
Is that all you requier?
Come then, join me by this fire.

We can talk.
Whilst keeping each other company.

Time stood still so we could play.
However, it's not your Favorite game.

But the pieces are all aranged.
I wont keep score.
Could you beat me?
I'm not sure.

See, when it come to matters of the heart,
there is no one better. I've mastered the art.

I'll sweep you off your feet.
holding you close to me,
since there is no one else you see.

Or maybe you need more than me...
In the sence, quite literaly.
It's hard to share emotions equally.
No matter what, I bare this pain unevenly.

Cruel you say. I bled most definitively.
Whilst you cried wolf, and took most things dear to me...

is that all I am.
A fool?

Some thing you would use half heartedly?
There is no excuse,
there will be no trial,
I will brand you as defiled.

Now, leave me.
take whats left and go.
You never loved me, only the idea of "me".

There is no more we.
Paul Pane Grimm
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