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The Magic Dies At Midnight

As the clock strikes midnight

And the love dies

Reality smacks us

Right in the jaw

The harsh winter

Greets us like an old friend

When love ends

It fades away

Like a half rainbow

That disappears in the sky





When the magic dies

And the next day


Where love doesn’t follow

It's left behind

In the yesterdays of forever.


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