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Author: Beautiful Midnight
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 11 - Published: 06-07-02 - Updated: 06-07-02 - id:821883
I learned the truth at seventeen
It's not enough to simply dream
And spend all of your time alone
Nights spent waiting by the phone

See all the happy couples pass
Like watching through the looking glass
A dream that's simply not meant to be
Maybe for you but not for me

I learned the truth at seventeen
I wasn't meant to be a Queen
Just someone ordinary and plain
Walking slowly through the rain

I close my eyes and hear the screams
Of all my empty, worthless dreams
That never even had the chance
To hold hands or take a dance

But life is just a silly game
And no one remembers your name
It's just like acting in a movie scene
I learned the truth at seventeen



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