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Gold was the sun That cold Tuesday Melting the ice That laced the ashes Of my incinerated heart. Yet when you walked by I felt the shadows of the flames The flames that burnt me alive And when you stood in the spotlights When you stood in the eyes of an uncaring crowd When they called your name And you were greeted with baneful silence When you stepped forward My heart cried I felt your pride And my smile alone tore Apart the sea of stone indifference Yet you will never know the love I still have for you For you discarded me And all that I am...
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
Discarded
Gold was the sun That cold Tuesday Melting the ice That laced the ashes Of my incinerated heart. Yet when you walked by I felt the shadows of the flames The flames that burnt me alive And when you stood in the spotlights When you stood in the eyes of an uncaring crowd When they called your name And you were greeted with baneful silence When you stepped forward My heart cried I felt your pride And my smile alone tore Apart the sea of stone indifference Yet you will never know the love I still have for you For you discarded me And all that I am...
Just something about someone who didnt know that he threw me away, the person who loved him the most...
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
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