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I see the reflection of what could be, Such a beautiful image. Why
can't it be my reality? I can feel it in my bones, that we should be
together. I ..
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A young girl, about 17, sits in the cemetery and visits her lover. His death was tragic, so very tragic. She was lost for days, she still is. But his ..
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She holds in her hands pieces of her broken heart. But, she's missing one piece. He stands over the girl holding pieces of her broken heart, And laugh..
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She holds into the palm of her hands, Pieces of her faith, dreams and hopes. Her fears are bleeding through her scars. The pouring rain blends with he..
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Storm clouds high above my head. Rain pours down washing away my tears.
Lightning strikes and the thunder roars. An unexpected touch from the
hands ..
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My tears have turned into a river of sorrow, That spread into a stream
of broken dreams. The stream of broken dreams sprouted a flower of
pain. Next..
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All my hope is fading. All my dreams are disappearing. All my
nightmares are returning. All my thoughts are wandering. All my fears
are coming true...
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Every moment I think of you, not
being mine, Destroys me. Why did it come to what it had come to? Was I
even good enough for you? Did you even love ..
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How do you manage to take my breath away? How do you manage to make my
heart skip a beat when I see your face? How do you manage to make me
blush wh..
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This thought, kills me. Why does it hurt so
much? You were never mine to begin with, So why does my heart ache? Why
do I feel like crying every time..
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