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Count me in..

Sometimes we look far beyond the past then we are supposed to.
We clarify what is fake and what is true.
But by bringing up things we don't need to,
We are dragging the demons through.
It's best to let by gones be in the past,
For that reason love has a chance to last.
Everyone has a skeleton or two waiting to be opened up.
Love won't have any chances to progress, if we don't say " enough is enough. "
When do we chase the nightmares out of our dreams.
For as long as we remember, the longer it seems.
Scratch away anything that we don't need to know.
Kiss away all.that we loved so.
Now whatever happens, happens for a reason or two.
It's something greater then feeling you.
But we can't procrastinate, otherwise we are changing the ideal.of love.
Count me in, towards all that witchery stuff.
It's the ideal of love.
©terrylin53