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Feb 2014
In our golden days I came to you
And would melt in your embrace
But now your heart is in another place
Emotion used to have a home behind your hazel eyes
Your stoic gaze announcing our demise
Everything simply meaningless lies
I wish I could of done or said the thing to keep you there
But I doubt you even cared.
Ryan Cullen MacLeod
Written by
Ryan Cullen MacLeod  Wilmington, NC
(Wilmington, NC)   
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   --- and rained-on parade
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