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She's breaking quickly with each passing moment. Her hands are shaking for he is potent.   She's crying as softly as a sleeping baby. Her mind was blurred as she was lying
Looking out into the corner, On this warm day, I caught a glimpse of a sparkle. A sparkle in this stranger’s eye. Then a dominant dimple Upon his right cheek. He acquired my glance and made a smirk.
The tears she cries are not the good ones She was not just someone I dont know how it slipped my mind She was always so kind How was i supposed to know She was slowly letting go
A thousand words, hopelessly lost, meant to be used like old bottles. Only one thing stands in the way.
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