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Teenaged Cynicism: Love MAG

By Anonymous

   Meeting.

Accidentally,

purposely.

Eyes locked.

Smiles shared.

Exchange

names,

phone calls,

highlites,

pit-falls,

realities,

and

dreams.

A flower

blooming 'neath

the fresh Spring sun.

A myriad

of smiles,

security

shared happiness.

Together,

ascent -

an airplane

to a faraway

and majestic

paradise.



Turbulence.

Allegations,

and

accusations;

he saids

and

she saids;

rumors

and

hearsay

pervade,

spread,

a

diabolic

cancer

shredding

your

unified heart.



Yelling,

screaming -

hurting.

Your flight -

descending

to hell.

Your flower

folds and crumbles -

ashes -

dead.

It's over,

like your childhood,

like your innocence.



Until

again the seeds are laid

and another relationship made.





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