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He used to be a healer A man who would give you a boy-ish hug And let you believe in fairies and honesty He used to be a charmer I knew him I knew him not The two of them were in love Those two who aren’t even looking at each other across the floor But are aware of what they are saying To which hand their hand finds a new warmth I knew them I knew them not They used to be my family A group of people who were Far more dear than my own folks We would laugh and cry together Sharing our worries and ambitions And dreams which would never come true So many nights Spent under these very stars Who bear witness To everyone I have met and every emotion I have felt They know my mistake They know that I believed everything was real And permanent In a life as temporary as mine They knew I believed that when these people met me They opened their masks and became themselves They knew I was fooling myself With a truth So convincing and so delusional That Even I bought it Throughout the time Inch by inch Through and through
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
Some people I know not anymore
He used to be a healer A man who would give you a boy-ish hug And let you believe in fairies and honesty He used to be a charmer I knew him I knew him not The two of them were in love Those two who aren’t even looking at each other across the floor But are aware of what they are saying To which hand their hand finds a new warmth I knew them I knew them not They used to be my family A group of people who were Far more dear than my own folks We would laugh and cry together Sharing our worries and ambitions And dreams which would never come true So many nights Spent under these very stars Who bear witness To everyone I have met and every emotion I have felt They know my mistake They know that I believed everything was real And permanent In a life as temporary as mine They knew I believed that when these people met me They opened their masks and became themselves They knew I was fooling myself With a truth So convincing and so delusional That Even I bought it Throughout the time Inch by inch Through and through
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
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