les amoureux | lovers

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they love each other

thats all i can say

blissed out face

fluttering eyes

soft murmurs

how perfect they are

it pains me

just looking at them

not being able to have

the thing that embodies them

and not being able to help

but

you can't rush these things

and you can't force it

they need to take that leap

.

.

.

it's over

they're gone

seperated

how i see their

breaking hearts

ripping apart as the minutes go by

how i wish i could help

but at the very end

its bitter smiles

and shuddering breaths

soon

they'll be lonely

cold in this run down city

but they are lovers

people who can love again



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