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You wore a Rolex watch which was fake and didn't even tell the time. I know that isn't a crime. Nor is buying complex coffees but it did perplex me. I ignore this, naturally. But before the finale, before you forsaked me into the Vally of the Dead where few did tread. I saw the cracks. I saw you slack and caught a glimpse behind that facade, behind the blinks to see that you were flawed, just like me Still, I ignored this. I didn't take you serious, blind to your spurious nature. Nothing more than specious appearance. It wasns't till the Persecco that I felt your echo. And it all came pouring out, All the more doubt than before. Adore turns to abhor too soon for my liking. I can't stop you if you're a quitter. Just like I can't stop the bitter memories, flitter by my mind.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Specious Appearance
You wore a Rolex watch which was fake and didn't even tell the time. I know that isn't a crime. Nor is buying complex coffees but it did perplex me. I ignore this, naturally. But before the finale, before you forsaked me into the Vally of the Dead where few did tread. I saw the cracks. I saw you slack and caught a glimpse behind that facade, behind the blinks to see that you were flawed, just like me Still, I ignored this. I didn't take you serious, blind to your spurious nature. Nothing more than specious appearance. It wasns't till the Persecco that I felt your echo. And it all came pouring out, All the more doubt than before. Adore turns to abhor too soon for my liking. I can't stop you if you're a quitter. Just like I can't stop the bitter memories, flitter by my mind.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
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