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Once when I was young I met a special lad He had sweet kisses on his tongue The best I ever had We had a beautiful summer romance Full of wishes, love, and laughter He had my heart from the very first glance And every day there after But time went on and changed things As it always does The boy got up and left one day His reason? Just because I didn't understand it My plans were all a bust The boy who gave me everything Had turned my heart to dust What's there left to do then With a heart that's turned to grey The thing I learned from this summer fling Is that no one else can ever stay So I swept up all the pieces And I locked them in a box Never again will my heart be heard Buried under a mountain of rocks
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
bitter summer
Once when I was young I met a special lad He had sweet kisses on his tongue The best I ever had We had a beautiful summer romance Full of wishes, love, and laughter He had my heart from the very first glance And every day there after But time went on and changed things As it always does The boy got up and left one day His reason? Just because I didn't understand it My plans were all a bust The boy who gave me everything Had turned my heart to dust What's there left to do then With a heart that's turned to grey The thing I learned from this summer fling Is that no one else can ever stay So I swept up all the pieces And I locked them in a box Never again will my heart be heard Buried under a mountain of rocks
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
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