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If they ask me
I'll tell them not,
Of how I met you in the bar.
You there to celebrate your future,
While I was there to forget my past.

If they ask me
I'll tell them not,
Of how you agreed to dance with a stranger.
The music speaking of love
And your eyes, of desire.

If they ask me
I'll tell them not,
Of your stolen kisses over whispering promises.
Of loving you tonight,
Like there's no tomorrow.

If they ask me
I'll tell them not,
Of midnight melodies
Maligned with not malice
But a melody of non existent memories.

If they ask me
I'll tell them not,
Of how you were perfect
And maybe I was too.
But our perfection somehow
Burnt out each other.

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-S c a r

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