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I looked into your eyes and I saw the future. You sparkled of joy and happiness and, Everything that I wanted from life was here, But suddenly soon it had dissappeared, Memories and love had cleared, When love itself had ceased to appear, I knew right then that pain was near, You'd look into MY EYES and say, That you were happy nothing's changed, But nothing wasn't nothing dear, Nothing then was something to fear, But I was caught up and deeper I dug, Between all of the kisses and hugs, My love for you was my only drug, The only song I'd ever sung, Soon I began to notice the distance, At the stop signs, no longer kisses, Nothing had changed of whom I adored, Were you the risk and not the reward? The next part happened all too fast, When into depression my mind relapsed, When I couldn't remember who I was, Any of the reasons why or because, You left me stranded oh so alone, This house stopped feeling like a home, You only loved me at convenience to you, So now I wonder, was any of it true?
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 10:27 PM UTC
Convenience
I looked into your eyes and I saw the future. You sparkled of joy and happiness and, Everything that I wanted from life was here, But suddenly soon it had dissappeared, Memories and love had cleared, When love itself had ceased to appear, I knew right then that pain was near, You'd look into MY EYES and say, That you were happy nothing's changed, But nothing wasn't nothing dear, Nothing then was something to fear, But I was caught up and deeper I dug, Between all of the kisses and hugs, My love for you was my only drug, The only song I'd ever sung, Soon I began to notice the distance, At the stop signs, no longer kisses, Nothing had changed of whom I adored, Were you the risk and not the reward? The next part happened all too fast, When into depression my mind relapsed, When I couldn't remember who I was, Any of the reasons why or because, You left me stranded oh so alone, This house stopped feeling like a home, You only loved me at convenience to you, So now I wonder, was any of it true?
Thebeau
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26/M/Missouri
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 10:27 PM UTC
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