Tattoo

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i saw you and you looked 

like a colourful tattoo


but over time, the colour started to 

fade, fade and fade....


after awhile the colour was just 

gone.


but the outline stayed, i loved he outline because it meant you were still 

here with me


god i love you but then i knew this tattoo wasnt good for me


i still did not care


but then even the outline started to 

fade, fade and fade and...


you become nothing more then a 

memory, an amazing memory


i hated it, i missed you..


but i knew it was for the 

best. 

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