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￭ In our image and our likeness
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2010-08-19 | |
Once, upon my story, there was me,
One, who thinks his life isnâ€™t as you see.
This part will tell exactly how I feel
When sheâ€™s close, close enough to steal.
We were young when we first met
But old enough to not forget,
There were sparks, we were alike,
I thought itâ€™s safe to say â€śI likeâ€ť.
But that was then, we soon broke up,
We were young, no tears to drop,
We moved on, apart for years,
When we rememberedâ€¦ still no tears.
In this time we made new friends,
New relations and new trends,
But one day, so long from then,
Fate made us to meet again.
She had someone, I had too,
Then our past was passing thru,
We remembered something hid,
How we felt, all we did.
But our friends wonâ€™t let us be,
Then, thereâ€™s distance you donâ€™t see,
We both knew we wouldnâ€™t last,
We moved on, we had our past.
Still, I know thereâ€™s more to find,
Even now sheâ€™s on my mind,
After all I said above,
I think itâ€™s safe to say â€śI loveâ€ť.
Time plays tricks, fate has plans,
Maybe, soon, weâ€™ll have our chance.
I know love, no need to worry,
Ends this chapter of my story.
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