Same chair same tree was it you or was it me? In the past this place was ours, now we sit like decaying flowers. Same room same floor now we search for an exit door, wondering how we ever laughed those were moments of a happier past. Same eyes same voice we both must have made this choice Our smiles are empty our conversation dead, I wonder how i was so easily lead. Same house same lawn, I realise now our friendships torn, what we loved and shared has gone, someone else your heart has won. Same Plant same Mountain, Time destructed our undestroyable fountain, Same chair Same Tree, as a different You stares at a different MeBirth sign: Capricorn
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