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by Pretend--ToLoveMe Jun 26, 2006 category : Love, romance / lost love
From beginning to end, Once the loving has come to an end, Past all points of sweetend dreams... And things that seemed so real. In the mirror, Past the facade you call yourself. In the heart which has turned only bitter. Is the soul you didn't know you had. Endlessy you walk, In the city you call your own. In the darkness you only know, Past the last puzzle piece that you forgot you lost. In the direction wrong for you, You search for the things you never knew. Things that cause wishes to come true. A life once again filled with love.