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Sep 2013
Your lips are as soft as a rose petal,
But your heart is as cold as metal.
My dreams are sweet like honey,
And yours are scary and not funny.
My tears fall like rain,
'Cause you're the cause of all my pain.
My life should've already begun,
Instead, it is over and all done.
Why do you have to be so mean,
It's not like I wanted to be treated like a queen.
All I've ever wanted was your love,
We once fit just like a glove.
It just suddenly became a mystery,
What happened to our loves history?
What happened to us?
Maybe I should've taken that first bus.
But it's over now and I must go,
I can see now, that your love doesn't show.
Chérie
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