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The Story of Us

On my way to college, the lighthouse, the shore The pretty cute buildings, I don't see them no more In a beautiful town my mind is absent The flowers tell summer, such a sweet scent Singing along to the waves' melodies And hoping to see you, oh baby, please I step on the stairs to the great entrance door Looking out for you in the open hall floor I enter the classroom, turning my head Catching your eyes, not sure where you're at My dreams, they are mortal, I am forced to awaken I can't believe it, but my seat, it is taken Who is this girl that is taking my place? Smiling at you with her make-up spoiled face The story of us, it was about to be told Until you decided to end it so cold

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Date: 7/31/2016 5:32:00 PM
ahhh, this sounds like the poem of a very young woman. Or are you older now and retelling this story? I sure enjoyed it. All the angst of youth and love!
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Julie Smith
Date: 7/31/2016 5:50:00 PM
Thank you for your nice comment:) I'm telling this from the perspective of a younger me, though it's about an incident that happened to me recently, but this is rather metaphorically

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