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I Used To Know Her
I used to know her, but now not any more, for she had left me for the gold and jewels. I stay alone, and she with everyone else, People you may know, I don't know her. She used to be a friend, but now not even a foe. She was the queen of my heart, but now not anymore. Love was with her, my heart devoted to her, Beauty and all was with her; now no more, people you may know, now not anymore. You see, that girl was my friend, till one night that all changed. She a good friend, a date to the ball, she sat on my lap, and never did I steel a kiss from her- for I was a gentleman, now not anymore. She went here, I went there, now we separated, under one moon, and one sun, it used to be fun, to see her smile, to hear her laugh, now not anymore. For my heart cries, and my soul shivers, time shall surpass, now not anymore. I hold to the past too tight, she walks too light, stumps on hearts, and cares not who she hurts, I gaze at the photos and I cry, now not anymore. I used to know her, that sweet girl, with that sweet voice; her long black hair, those wide brown eyes, now not anymore. She walks with friends, both left and right, she is center of attention, boys gauche and drool and I stay away, now not anymore. I used to know her, tall and proud she was, never to be like "one of them" now not anymore. At a party she smiles, then she stops and her mind goes back to the ball room, dancing in a pink dress, on marble floor, for one night treated like royalty, and for one night she truly smiled, now not anymore. For the feelings for her were there, but feelings for him were not, as she young and naïve, and I older and mature, victimized I fell, heartbroken, for I thought for a moment I knew her, now not anymore. I used to know her, but now she is just a picture, laying in the back of my mind, she collects dust- and sometimes she sits there... (and she cries) .2.18.2014.
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