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Feb 2021
I can see us in the elevator mirror
You make me long for you even more
You keep appearing in my dreams
Like in this small paradise that's only known to me

The fire that's ready to set alight
Does not know who it will burn alive
Who cares when it's you all I see
In this small paradise that's seen by just me

Love gone bad found its way home
But it does feel so wrong
Why do we want what we can't get
And leave the one we once wanted?
Appears at exactly noon
Is this small paradise made for you

Both choices are equally bad
I'd rather take your hand
But mine has already been held
Didn't know a hallowed vow can be this cruel
Delusively getting out of the cage
Only to be in jail my mind made
The thought I could get free from him
While I know you're not into me
Gives me this hell of a dilemma
Living in a senseless drama

The elevator doors open
Our reflections glisten
That's when this small paradise
Fades before my eyes
Brigette Ann Duerme-Hilvano
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