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Created on: August 25, 2010
As my mind wanders through the sands of time,
My heart stops to ponder, just like a rhyme.
Not thinking of today nor tomorrow,
But that of the past and all my sorrow.
I try not to live on what I dwell,
Love's a cursed magic that casts a spell.
Unlike a movie about true loves kiss,
In real life, love's not about bliss.
Am I in a nightmare or a fantasy?
Either way, love has blinded me.
Will ever wake or stay asleep?
Do I count on you or count the sheep?
Forever damaged by my hate,
Of a faded love, thats my fate.
If I could go back and change what I've done,
I'd end it by the sword, or that of a gun.
Will my words come to be true?
Or will they lie just like you?
I loved you once, I could love you again,
But you're married it would be a sin.
As my thoughts sit and collect,
This debt I owed do not expect.
For us, the path, could never be showed,
Not in kansas, nor the yellow road.
Should've seen the wizard from the start,
To give me the courage and you a heart.
If this is really the end,
All hearts broken never mend.
If you're here when my soul awakes,
It'll be too much for my heart to take.
My heart was weak, but now is strong,
Under your thumb is where I belong.
Even though our love is forbidden and bound,
My heart was once lost, but now is found.
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