The Shows Over
A tale as old as time , wasted my time on a man whose heart will never be mine , another unrequited Love tale, never divine, I found myself living in a whirlwind between the lines of the truth and the lies, swirling around caught in there divide, colors had faded all turned to gray, I couldn't see clearly was living in a haze, one look at your face and I was amazed ,your eyebrows, your jaw, I was in awe, mesmerised , hypnotized was leading to a mental emotional demise, I've been hooked on you but I caught myself now I gotta stay on shore, of this I am sure, I am certain that I must close the curtain,close this book without another look, this is this stories end, the shows over
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