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1.0k · May 2011
Sarah
I give to you
everything so pure
my heart, an untouched *****
my love, a brand new feeling

And you, your golden hair
your love for blur,
those tender lips
and the kisses we share

The arguments I bare,
the lies I take with salt
until the day you say with a croak,
this love isn't for me, this isn't me.

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