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And in a flash of blinding happiness you turned my "will  I  ever  find  love" into "she's  a  gift  from  above". You came into my life the same way fires rip through forests, with great power and force. You turned my doubts into beliefs and my fears into hopes. You showed me a side of life that I didn't understand. You held my heart. You held my hand. You pulled me up from darkness and showed me light like I had never seen before. But once you showed me it, you turned the light off. You took it away. You had shown another the light and they took it from you and now you're scared that I will do the same. djm And in a flash of blinding sadness you turned my "you're  my  one  and  only" into  "I'm  so  lonely". You stole from me something I never truly had. Now your smile and laugh are scratched into the walls of my brain as horrible memories and it's only late at night that I can let these memories crush me. You turned from "she  is  the  one  I  want  to  kiss" to "she  is  the  one  I  truly  miss". djm
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
Blinding Flashes
And in a flash of blinding happiness you turned my "will  I  ever  find  love" into "she's  a  gift  from  above". You came into my life the same way fires rip through forests, with great power and force. You turned my doubts into beliefs and my fears into hopes. You showed me a side of life that I didn't understand. You held my heart. You held my hand. You pulled me up from darkness and showed me light like I had never seen before. But once you showed me it, you turned the light off. You took it away. You had shown another the light and they took it from you and now you're scared that I will do the same. djm And in a flash of blinding sadness you turned my "you're  my  one  and  only" into  "I'm  so  lonely". You stole from me something I never truly had. Now your smile and laugh are scratched into the walls of my brain as horrible memories and it's only late at night that I can let these memories crush me. You turned from "she  is  the  one  I  want  to  kiss" to "she  is  the  one  I  truly  miss". djm
daniel-mcdougall
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
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