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I’m holding on to the very last hope,
I have for us,
And its your presence,
It coats my reality with
Delusional lies
And false advertisment;

For its not what it once was

The love and passion,
Every syllable covered in excitement;

I’ve already lost you,
In your cold and distant eyes,
I see memories
Of where we used to reside;

Everything else is gone!

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