Love was,
Love was my world, love was our connection, I didn't know love is a time of deception an misdirection, love was our sunrise & sunset, now all that remains is regret, when we touched it was magic, now tragic paints the hallways but always your my habit like all day I got to have it, where we met was a place where grace was bliss but for sure no denial we had to kiss, like the stars we lit up the night when the devil danced under the pale moonlight, now love is lost and time remains memories are all at rest and love is stress nothing more or nothing less....
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