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'Coz it's hard to see The one who made these heartbeats Having his own Made by another Inside your own system Pain, painful that pain Makes you bow to the ground And cry tears in vain The first above else Sweetest among sweet Extreme above realest Was just the least to think I thought I'd stand a chance A shot to make a change Of what was left behind Before these pages came I could've rewrote My stupidiest mistakes And make new moments Saving thy heart from these aches But it's just so amazing How our story was told Words written in ink Won't undo even a hundred fold We've been in fragments Shattered and torn And kept crawling back To where we're from That has been so long Didn't know you were gone To fit with another piece And our pattern was ceased Even if it's so hard I won't ever ask Just for my sweetest first To have what he deserves What we did has been done What's been there has been left These pages will continue And so I must too I'll wait for the day For another piece to come To fill these empty sheets And make this story book complete For that someone dated back in the year 2010
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
First's Curse
'Coz it's hard to see The one who made these heartbeats Having his own Made by another Inside your own system Pain, painful that pain Makes you bow to the ground And cry tears in vain The first above else Sweetest among sweet Extreme above realest Was just the least to think I thought I'd stand a chance A shot to make a change Of what was left behind Before these pages came I could've rewrote My stupidiest mistakes And make new moments Saving thy heart from these aches But it's just so amazing How our story was told Words written in ink Won't undo even a hundred fold We've been in fragments Shattered and torn And kept crawling back To where we're from That has been so long Didn't know you were gone To fit with another piece And our pattern was ceased Even if it's so hard I won't ever ask Just for my sweetest first To have what he deserves What we did has been done What's been there has been left These pages will continue And so I must too I'll wait for the day For another piece to come To fill these empty sheets And make this story book complete For that someone dated back in the year 2010
yiuricorn
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
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