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One quick glance
Can create a chance.
And with that chance sparks a romance.

A romance just for two.
A romance formed by the lies said by you.
Oh god, I should have knew...

There was no romance.
I was just a tool,
Just for one quick screw.

Naive and used.
I am tainted and bruised.
And now my heart has been defused.

This is my new routine.
This is my nightly scene.
I have become a fiend.

It's what I know,
being broken and used.
It helps me forget,
The first time I met you.

This page probably won't get filled quickly because...well I need to think if I actually want to put some of my work up..


...I don't believe my work is good enough to be shared...yet...