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Jun 2013
we can never be the same
never will I forget your name,
your face, the portrait of an angel
hanging in my mind
I've lost what I can't find
I can't call you mine,
but at least there's tonight

so I'll love you friend
beginning to end
this is where it begins,
if tonight is coming to an end
maybe love will find us again
and I can pretend
tonight I'll dream of you
and we'll spend forever,
together in my head

statues crumble at our feet
as we stand together,
I feel so complete
I never want this to end,
but I swear if this is a dream
I'm never going to sleep again

you're still here today
hopefully I can say
your friend I'll stay
But tomorrow morning
is a lifetime away
Cunning Linguist
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Cunning Linguist  29/M/An illusion of reality
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   sassybutsweet
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