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Apr 2013
She
With just one glance, she had me fixated
Locked me up with her love, I was captivated
She made me dance, she made me sing
She made love seem worth everything

She was one above all
She was the brightest star at nightfall
She could turn bitter into sweet
She was complicated; the hardest to read

She had me under her skin
Her spell bound words had me aching
To me, she is a rose
A thing of beauty; until you feel her thorns

And with just enough time, she pulled my strings
she let me go, without any warning
she said it would hurt, the love she was giving
she proved to me that love was worth nothing
Bianca
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