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The game. Its over. How often do we tell ourselves that. Its over. With conviction. And a secret dark desire to continue despite your wills best efforts. I can say now. Its over. No more love. No more poems. No more reaching for what I think I may find beyond my reach On the highest shelf. Its over. No more waiting for the right words. No meaning in glances. No flirty innuendo. No scenes played out there in the dark. Its not you. Its me again and again. What have I learned. Apparently nothing in all of my stories Ive told. Its really time to believe. Its over. tin tin
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 01:08:04 +0000

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