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I wait Wait for the final accolades Instead life hands me a hundred promenades Promenades of infinite choices Appearing in my head as infinite voices
such a simple time with love in your eyes it was but a rhyme filled with sorrowed sighs   Ivory Skin Satin Sheets You were MY in But you never released  
We've seen it all. The best and the worst. We are the kids of a split family. We watch as parents batter their character. Gossiping about each other. Confusion waves through the child's brain?
Our footsteps like a discord home For dying leaves and infant blades We trace them back to winter world When wind was chance and chance was change A single line converges here
You exhaust me. That hardly describes it. I wish there was a better phrase for putting my emotions through a spin cycle. You didn't even hang me out to dry.
So There's This Guy....... <3 So there's this guy; he makes me laugh, he makes me smile and he just makes me happy.
When love breaks its like a storm Inside everything is torn The smell of rain is rolling in You know this love is about to end For a moment everything stalls While the first rain drop has time to fall
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