Spilled Potion #3

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He spoke words so sweet,

They were like a perfect treat,

The music and it's missing beat,

It's a cake everyone wants to eat.


Young love what have you done to me,

Why is it that they can never see,

I'm not one to wish to be,

Because im dying inside of this vast sea.


He was the flower inside the precious vase,

Carefully preserved just in case,

He was the one my heart ran off pace,

But somehow he lead me off this race.


Faster and faster he'd run,

Some far far away from the sun,

Listening to the sound of the popping gun,

I guess this must mean we're done.


He was the whitest dove,

I was a silly girl to fawn,

He is the one I used to love,

And now he's running away in this perfect dawn.

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