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Smokey Mirrors and Lust
Over and over again the word disappoints me
I trust and I believe then it comes back and bites me
Friendship
Such a lonesome relationship
And I often wonder if it's me
I often wonder what the possibility
Is that I'll be deserving
The chances seem low and it's concerning.
So I've decided that I'm conserving,
My love, my kind sentiments, my secrets
For someone far...
Friday 11th September 2015 1:22 pm
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