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 Jul 2011 Josh
CyRhen Sohngs
I dreamt about how I wish
you were the boy you said
you'd be.

You crossed your T's you dotted your I's and your heart belonged to me.

Your touch was soft, you held me close, I felt your love, a love to boast
about and when it ended I had cried.

The boy I wished you were is gone.

You lied.

— The End —