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Feb 2014
Where were we, do you remember?
The way the lights blurred
I could have sworn we were dreaming
But you were there too, or did I convince you
Were we too strung out to notice the truth
You are the kind of guy that makes me feel
Things, sometimes its nervousness shaking me
Other times its the fact that I don't have to fit my labels, and you can love every part of me, mostly my youth.

They took it away at such a young age, for lust
And I remember every moment of it.
Most of all the feeling of being proud to be ****
Even tho a child has no clue what that means
You just make me forget what I thought ,
And you teach me how it is again
To be free, and smile.
Its not even in the way you kiss me
But the way you protect my innocence
And keep me young.  
My heart has aged a hundred year
Until I met you, now time Stands still
Or it disappears. Like the hour of midnight
That must have been lost in the time
It took for you to convince me
What we even saw in the first place
And for me to open up to you
And feel comfortable not being so confused.
He loves me, he loves me not.
Frances Apparitions Blackheart
Written by
Frances Apparitions Blackheart  Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah
(Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah)   
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