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Wednesday, November 5, 2008
The Death of the Dream
Saw you years ago, wanted you, played it coy and cool. Paths cross again, dream reignited. Heart pounding, found out it was not to be as you are deeply enmeshed with someone else. Shit, how do I get over the feeling that there was something electric b
Saw you years ago, wanted you, played it coy and cool. Paths cross again, dream reignited. Heart pounding, found out it was not to be as you are deeply enmeshed with someone else. Shit, how do I get over the feeling that there was something electric between us? You rocked my world but now I have to keep on rockin without you. You still rock my dreams, and I guess it was lust and all in my head. Still hurts. And you do rock.
One man who thought he might have it all.
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