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If time could freeze and our hearts melt into one
Sparks of spontaneity signify something has begun
But fate is at our door and grief is waking us in our bed
Desperation is pushing us towards the cliff
Young love,
A terrible trap,
From the life twisting heartache,
To the unfufillable promises,
But who could blame such naive adolescents?
If people on the telly can fnd live, why can't I?
One word and I’m all yours
But you don’t even know it
Bring on these confusing thoughts
And how I know I’m getting ahead of myself once more
I think of a future
Even though our friendship has just begun
I am a lover of words, of prose, of poetry
Something about the way the vowels and consonants create varying
Syllables that ebb and flow, forming something beautifully aureate
