we took a stand,
you took my hand.
the kind of love we had was high in demand.forgotten faces,
forgotten places.
It's over now so we can clean up our traces.
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loud poetry from a quiet girl
Poesiepoetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
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we took a stand,
you took my hand.
the kind of love we had was high in demand.forgotten faces,
forgotten places.
It's over now so we can clean up our traces.