It's odd how a few words can inspire something like this to come out of me
Oh and there's a reason this happens.
It's so sweet, the truth?
Never thought twice to return to him.
Twice counted ten times and start again.
This was not your dream
This was your nightmare.
Your biggest fear
You wanted it every time.
Never a thought of being mine.
You sometimes recall time, slow, fast.
You are now distant from me
That will only last.
Chances fade in the dust when blown away.
Crawling through ash, you have spent your last token on love.
It failed, and now you lose.
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Originally Posted by Silly Sarah
This is like the pot calling the kettle black. How ironic.
