Delete
In the age of deceit, will alternative history repeat In photos they never meet she just pressed delete With the love letters clipped and pruned The love song sung now a little untuned Living only in the memory of the author’s mind Hugs and kisses rewind as the world goes blind In time all loves embrace has been erased Upon the screen the romance never graced Faceless with no name burnt in the flame At loss for words I was never in the game
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