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Moments are lived with in
Cuffing links
Are locked within
There’s a gap in there
Its not secure
She’s going to slip away
His past comes to light
Holding her heart tight
Eyes feel with sham and fear
Heart is a game
But its playing in life
Scared to quit
What can be love
From when they first began
Mentally she was second
By the minute and second
She w...
Thursday 4th October 2018 12:38 pm
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