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Well isn't this a surprise In a bar where all hope dies           A girl                         with silver in her hair                          so sweet and fair          Once                          I knew her Bold yet sweet she would always greet                         The o so lonely me. How I miss those simple times                         thoughts                         feelings                         songs                         lies Unremembered, still not less nice.
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
I knew her
Well isn't this a surprise In a bar where all hope dies           A girl                         with silver in her hair                          so sweet and fair          Once                          I knew her Bold yet sweet she would always greet                         The o so lonely me. How I miss those simple times                         thoughts                         feelings                         songs                         lies Unremembered, still not less nice.
Writing poetry at a pub can sometimes inspire.
TheScarfIsPurple
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30/Cisgender Female/Finland
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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