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Mar 2018
Turn the clocks back...
Turn back the hands of the time...
Rewind my life...

How we use to be so happy
So much in like... So much in love...
Now we've become barely strangers

You use to know just what to say to make me laugh
Now all I know is silence

Crazy how we could be each other's everything one day and then the next we mean nothing to each other

Constantly fighting the memory of you...
Wishing you would hold me...
The feeling of your breath on the back of my neck as we entwine and melt into each other

You were my safe haven...
In those arms there was no place I'd rather be

But now all I have are memories...
Memories of when time stood still and it was only you and I

For a moment the world stopped because that was all we needed...

Now I don't even know this stranger who stands infront of me
I believed in you... You didn't believe in me
Symbolic Beauty
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Symbolic Beauty  36/F/Some Place Called Home
(36/F/Some Place Called Home)   
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       ---, A H Butler, may, Another Bad Poem and Mark Tilford
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