Moments
In those chairs that started it all,
I stopped and stared.
At that moment that set "us" into motion,
I yelled for joy.
Because of the secrets i couldn't take
We broke up,
I cried for things to be the same.
Because of that place
I gained love for a moment,
but then lost a true friend.
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