The Story of Us

by reginadee2014

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The Story of Us

Regina Puckett

If only I could hold onto you somehow

But you’re like smoke and mirrors

So I bow my head and send a vow

I’ll forge through until you’re clearer

And if it turns out you are only mist

I’ll pass through and try to pretend

That we never touched or kissed

And let the story of us finally end

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