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We were young, And so foolish, Never wondering what we'd become. That's all changed now, We are different. Something's pulled us back to reality.
When we once thought of love, We'd get the shakes, Wondering around all day that's what love makes. We'd laugh it off, In our old ways, Counting another of loves mistakes.
When I used to, See your face, All I'd see was a bright shining light. Things are strange though, No more light, no With no more hope I'm seen as a foe.
What am I to you, Just
by ~Caddandle
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