Midnight dreams were all the same. All the images in my head states the same. All were you and your crooked smile. The same old grin when you lied to me. Lies I never entertained, because I will always love you the same.
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PoetryFormer:LLANÈ:THE STORY OF HOW I FELT And there was She.... The one whose left behind your shadow together with your girl. Staring blankly at your back, bidding a silent farewell..... and each day that passed, she wrote letters and entries that was a...
