Last night you were not with me…
Where did you go?
Did you stay in bed, did you wake up to see?
That you were with her and not Me?
We never even had a chance, never was there any room for a romance…
My hearts keeper does his job well, but my lips shall never tell…
That you are but a hot dream in a cold place; but you always vanish, with out a trace…
Until we meet again, my sleepy little friend…
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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