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April 30, 2012 / MMasing

Summer Endings.

Hello Everyone,
 
To show you that a little bit of song with a little bit of something you throw in yourself can indeed be poetry:
 
Sometimes I wish it was forever,
but nothing last forever at all.
I know our time is now,
still I tell myself somehow.
This thing won’t end as it began,
you’re still here when summer ends.
 
 
I used to prefer to be lonely,
but you seem to be the only.
The one I can’t let go.I used to think love was exaggerated,
but then you showed me.
Showed what it’s really like.I know our time is now,
still I tell myself somehow.
This thing won’t end as it began,
you’re still here when our summer ends.

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