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Dec 2014
Empty to the brim
I couldn't look at him
The last the last the last time
He raised his head and breathed a sigh
And he walked away into the night

Yelling screaming into the crowd
Searching searching for a face
But he was gone into the dark's embrace

But it was a dream a dream of romance a dream of bliss
A dream just a dream explains that kiss
Cause the only way I can stop myself from going after him
It was a dream a dream of sin
bcg poetry
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bcg poetry  neverland
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