Yet another night, destined to be long

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A love story that no one can understand,

now the only thing that kept it from going bland.

Nothing more to expect. Nothing more to create.

The story already settled im the chapters of fate.

We lived the days to regret,

for the nights to forget

your satin touch felt like temptation,

the bitter aftertaste of dedication

We used to fight. We used to shout,

and tomorrow was to wonder what it all was about.

And now when I look into your eyes, 

I can only think how I cant keep up with your lies

That flame of love that danced to make you smile.

The one you tried to put out with my own tears

grew into a flame of anger that will be here for a while

and will only grow more fierce.

A shattered mirror, standing by the door. 

The parts of which I still hold onto in hand.

 dilapidated leftovers of what was right and wrong 

Now I'm just waiting for the night to end


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