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Jul 2014
My once perfect world, begins to fall
I miss the days, when we had it all
I miss the day, you said "I love you"
I miss knowing that, that was true.

Are our perfect days, now in the past?
Was that last kiss, our very last?
Do you expect me to still be fine?
Without the best thing that was ever mine?

How will I live without my heart?
You'll take it with you, on the day we part
Without your love, I think I'll die
I've got some rope, now to give it a try...

I remember the taste, of your lips that night
I remember the tears, of our first fight.
Will everything else, fade to memory?
That's not all I want our love to be.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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