028. Fantasize about you
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He was never mine and I was never his. It was just a once in a liftime-love story.
I remembered his gentle hand in mine
the way his eyes looked red like wine
His scent-a sweet perfume
The way we danced in a dark room
He was never mine
For he was not there
I made him up-inside my head.
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---- Phil ----
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