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Standing up, dusting off, pulling free All she wanted was for you to see. You had so much love to give but you held back and wouldn't live. All you talked about was getting out with no mind to what she was about. You had so much in common but you never knew.... Why did it have to be so hard? Why so scared and so marred? She poured out every last drop as if it could make you stop. Giving you every ounce as if it even counts. But you needed a savior, and she had lost all favor. She had a glimpse of what used to be and oh how she missed it desperately.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC
All Out Of Favors
Standing up, dusting off, pulling free All she wanted was for you to see. You had so much love to give but you held back and wouldn't live. All you talked about was getting out with no mind to what she was about. You had so much in common but you never knew.... Why did it have to be so hard? Why so scared and so marred? She poured out every last drop as if it could make you stop. Giving you every ounce as if it even counts. But you needed a savior, and she had lost all favor. She had a glimpse of what used to be and oh how she missed it desperately.
There are no more chips left on the table...
the-butterfly
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC
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