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Ignorance Is Bliss
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Good-Bye Love The memory of a midnight kiss
an emotion, then intense,
now meaningless.
Soft words spoken with a gentle touch
thoughts of tomorrow, forever,
and such.
Certainty was unsure in disguise,
and all the promises whispered,
were lies.
I was so blind, why couldn't I see?
that the only thing real in my dream...
was me.
