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The moments I spent with you Were ones I left behind me. The feeling of this euphoric sensation Has ceased to exist within me. But yet... Your enchanting smile still haunts me And your gorgeous eyes linger in my mind. The image of your enticing body Held close against mine Makes me yearn for the past. When our love had no limits, No worries, or restrictions. Could it be that it was fantasy Instead of a pleasing reality?
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
Love Is An Illusion
The moments I spent with you Were ones I left behind me. The feeling of this euphoric sensation Has ceased to exist within me. But yet... Your enchanting smile still haunts me And your gorgeous eyes linger in my mind. The image of your enticing body Held close against mine Makes me yearn for the past. When our love had no limits, No worries, or restrictions. Could it be that it was fantasy Instead of a pleasing reality?
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
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