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Nov 2014
Sometimes I feel as though
I'm losing you,
As though you're slipping straight through my fingertips
And out of my grasp
That those moments that I cherished
Were here and gone all too fast

And yet each time I open my eyes
I realise,
You were never mine to lose
And these battles that I face and chose
And the ease you have to confuse
Comes with the price
Of having to sacrifice
Reality and my sanity
For a fantasy that never was
And never will be.
Your lies are an ocean
Washing over me
Drowning me at sea
And the hardest part?
I know I shall never be free.
Hayleigh
Written by
Hayleigh  27/F/England
(27/F/England)   
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   David and Erenn
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