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From the pages of my past.
I recall my love for you was too hot for others to handle.
You burnt our bridge, made us swim the oceans of cold waves.
You put out our fire and made us walk the dark .
With you here I'd commit the crime for the sake of my sanity.
You made us out of season,now you want me back .
You poured ice on our hearts,we were out of season now you want me back .
You killed the reason to vibe and shine bright,we are out of season,now you want me back?
You no longer hold my ropes
You are no longer my hope
Fight with the grief of the past,
That's what left for you.
Is it to whom I think it is ? 🙂