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Post Seven: 9th of September, 2013. 3:26PM
Cajoling me into falling for you,
I was a helpless spirit,
and you always knew the right things to say.
Yet, I couldn't bear it.
The thought of you, it brings melancholy feelings
lurking deep within my ribs.
And our minds start over-thinking,
knowing that we're anything but compatible.
But it's this diminishing spark.
A flickering glint of a lighthouse
deep into a starless night.
A gasoline lamp glowing,
illuminating the good old days,
which is the fallacy that maybe once
you were as messed up as I am.
