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Friday, June 14, 2013

Seemed Perfect

Meeting you on weekends,
Talking lately every night,
The happiness doesn't mend
And there was no end in sight.

This was the best time I've had,
Always happy, never sad.
Nothing could tears us apeart,
We lived in one heart.

My love for you was endless,
But now I must confess,
We weren't meant to be,
But I could not see.

All perfect things will break
That fact caught me
Like an earthquake.
Where will you be?

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