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Used to be


We used to click. 

Used to be Bonnie and Clyde.

We said it'll be forever and always.

I guess forever has ended.

No longer the way we used to be.

Things just aren't the same anymore.

We've drifted apart more than two ice plates in antartica

They say love is war, you gotta fight if you want it.

Who would know we would fall down the hole and lose the war

I don't know where it all went wrong

Or whose fault it is.

Just tell me are you willing to climb out the hole and step up to the front lines.

I am alone sitting here waiting for my partner in crime.

Let's go back to how we used to be. All about each other.

Or let's not fight at all. Your choice

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OneLauraOfMany
<p>I love this one. Love ice plates. Love the last two lines.</p>

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