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Feb 2015
Once I thought love was tangible.
That it was gentle, precious
Careful and sweet
                                                           ­   Then I realized that love was an idea
                                                            ­  A theory that bruised and crumpled
                                                        ­                  Until you were used and torn



                                        *I don’t believe in love anymore
Roy
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   Emm Jay
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