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Looking at love alone All I see in this darkness are the fires burning in the distance; Dreams disappear with the smoke formed from former wishes. Life is a cartoon and we are animals of circumstance; What have I become without a real romance? Long live the death of love; Leave me to grieve alone, to rot and to rust. Please take me far faraway from lust; I have no empathy for a feeling I can no longer trust. You saw me looking at love alone; You saw me weeping and decided I was the one. A joke to tell me, a conversation we had never had; I wonder how you knew how I felt, When I had never told you about that. Somehow I know that you are always near; When I come home you are always here. But not tonight, the lights are turned off; Now I weep into a wine glass, as the misery reappears. These things we do, These things we say, Bring us forever closer to drifting away. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:56 PM UTC
Looking at love alone
Looking at love alone All I see in this darkness are the fires burning in the distance; Dreams disappear with the smoke formed from former wishes. Life is a cartoon and we are animals of circumstance; What have I become without a real romance? Long live the death of love; Leave me to grieve alone, to rot and to rust. Please take me far faraway from lust; I have no empathy for a feeling I can no longer trust. You saw me looking at love alone; You saw me weeping and decided I was the one. A joke to tell me, a conversation we had never had; I wonder how you knew how I felt, When I had never told you about that. Somehow I know that you are always near; When I come home you are always here. But not tonight, the lights are turned off; Now I weep into a wine glass, as the misery reappears. These things we do, These things we say, Bring us forever closer to drifting away. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:56 PM UTC
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