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manic depressive or slightly regressive? Whichever it is I am not sure Always looking back For a treasure that's passed me by Perhaps I just didn't realize All of the beauty that your eyes witheld Stored away in the depths of an unknown place The memories stay locked away Access denied to even myself I've built a wall around me I want to protect the Trojan horse you bestowed upon me I fear that you will take it back Or that an arsen will burn it black But my indecisive nature Wishes the worse for your trojan horse the loss of what was once a gift will bring peace of mind when actually I just wanted you to be eternally mine
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
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manic depressive or slightly regressive? Whichever it is I am not sure Always looking back For a treasure that's passed me by Perhaps I just didn't realize All of the beauty that your eyes witheld Stored away in the depths of an unknown place The memories stay locked away Access denied to even myself I've built a wall around me I want to protect the Trojan horse you bestowed upon me I fear that you will take it back Or that an arsen will burn it black But my indecisive nature Wishes the worse for your trojan horse the loss of what was once a gift will bring peace of mind when actually I just wanted you to be eternally mine
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
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