In The Fog

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In the fog, there is a smile that I see
and I am quite sure that it is the lost remnants of love.
I do wonder what true love may be
but I know within myself that I should not hope for such things.
Thinking of you, my angel, makes my heart beat to the
point where I will receive a heat wave.
But I know that you, the angel I see in the fog, is only a mere figment of my imagination.
True love? Not in my world. It's as nonexistent and false
as the smile I behold.





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