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Hello, I'm Felicity :) |
Spin me round and round,
On your web of mendacity...
The sun ascends over the horizon,
As if it carried a concealed paintbrush...
Come and take a look in my eyes
Look past the image of you that you will see...
He was a walking wasteland,
Laying the hand of death...
He was a walking wasteland,
Laying the hand of death...
The pebbles lie,
In different positions...
Many a-times I've been asked,
Offering of a hand...
Upon my ears your breath lingered,
Adorned with words I've longed to hear...
He was my congenial aubade,
in the this ever dismal nighttide...
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Better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all. |
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Carpe Diem. :) |
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, |