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Mar 2014
I miss awaking
With you by my side
Faking
Not wanting to let you inside
With your body pressed against mine
Begging
For me to say fine
And me finally letting
Myself give into your delicious temptation
Good morning ***
Before goodbye at the train station
Forgetting what wrecks
We had created
Losing our minds
We were sedated
Ignoring the signs
Destined for failure
My teenage romance
You were too much my senior
To be happy with a careless dance
And the lights went out
You were gone
And with that came pouring doubt
At dawn
Simple love may not exist
To act unconsciously
IsΒ Β not permissed
And certainly love is no democracy
I miss awaking
with you by my side
He was so great, my life is in ruins before him, because of him, in spite of him, and for him.
P.S. One of these words isn't real, can you spot it?
M
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M  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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