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Nov 2014
I picked you up
        when she locked you out.

For once I thought
         we were so high in love,
         I was your princess
         and you were my prince.
        
But all of a sudden,
        it came to my senses
        that you were still not over
        with a love within you
        that was long ago existed.

I was left with no choice
        but to endure the pain
        because a love like that
        is something I couldn't
        compete with.

And now, you locked me out
        I'm nowhere to be picked in.
My Casanova prince is gone. He left me behind, shivering in the storm. I'm yearning for his warm touch but people like me are gone forever when someone says goodbye.
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