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A Century

100 years,you slept. 100 years of dreams and nightmares, but now you are risen now you are home. I've waited in the shadows. I've broken a few hearts. Because mine was dust, mine was crushed. I never wanted anyone. I never felt this pain, But the more im with you, The weaker I became. I became your victim. I became your slave, But we just love each other That we don't care. Now here you are 100 years later with me on the shore. We stand close, looking at each others eyes for a 100 years more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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