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In a blink of an eye, You were out of my sight, Like a misstep passenger in a subway, I missed you by a couple of measures, If not purely for circumstances, We could have been something. You never crossed my mind, When we first crossed paths, You were in the comfort of his arms, While I was stripping myself of the sins of her, But we found peace as companions, Enjoying our little conversations every day. Maybe this worked out for the best, Maybe our confessions could have led to a tragedy. Or maybe it could have ignited something great, Who knows, But for now, let’s remain the best of friends.
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 1:43 PM UTC
A Lost Lover
In a blink of an eye, You were out of my sight, Like a misstep passenger in a subway, I missed you by a couple of measures, If not purely for circumstances, We could have been something. You never crossed my mind, When we first crossed paths, You were in the comfort of his arms, While I was stripping myself of the sins of her, But we found peace as companions, Enjoying our little conversations every day. Maybe this worked out for the best, Maybe our confessions could have led to a tragedy. Or maybe it could have ignited something great, Who knows, But for now, let’s remain the best of friends.
john-tan
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 1:43 PM UTC
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