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Nov 2014
Oh darling it could've been so much better, but we ****** it up with our false notion of romance
In the midst of our midnight dance
We entered a trance
We forgot who we were
We forgot how to love
All we ever did was search for this notion
Of love and lust and everything in between
So here we are
Sitting on a pile of ash
Our past feelings have been reduced to trash
We part
Our lips no longer moving
Motionless smiles to the faceless strangers
The end is looming over us
No more things to discuss
Once upon a dream
You were beside me
Our life so perfect
But that is but a dream
And as the hopeful gleam
Fades in our eyes
We dissolve with the rain
Leaving behind the blame
It's all the same now
This was our last bow.
A jumble of thoughts
Paulina
Written by
Paulina  London
(London)   
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   Creep, --- and MKJ
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