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Lost Love


Hair bright as a summers day

Eyes the color of the ocean

You can see the happiness slip away

hes trapped by an immature devotion.

 

His soul as warm as a fires flame

has gone cold as ice

And I'm the one to blame.

Not an apology would suffice.

 

The words that were thrown

were filled with that of hate

they only broke his heart.

Is this really our fate?

 

Our love was once to strong 

was like a pure dream

but now is shattered and gone

like a villians evil scheme.

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