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Tuesday, June 30, 2009 10:26 PM
In my dream, I hear my heart breaking.
In my heart, pain is repeating.
All over again,
Once again.
There's one other thing I never knew what love could do,
And that was with love, it came pain too.
What's deceiving is your eyes,
That I knew now, spoke only lies
That sweet emotion,
Now a deception.
I loved you today,
I don't know if I'll love you tomorrow.
For life is meant to be a wonder,
Always something we have to ponder.
Supposed to be a sad version of the previous poem.
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