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May 2015
I want to hate you I sighed,
As the tears drip down my face.
But, my hands are tied.

Memories of our car ride,
Forces a smile as I think of our place.
I want to hate you I sighed.

Especially, when you lied,
Saying you just needed space.
But, my hands are tied.

When you came back, my arms stretched wide.
Our hearts began to beat at the same pace.
I want to hate you I sighed.

Your touch made it hard to hide.
Though, I knew you just wanted the chase.
But, my hands are tied.

I glance at the floor while you tell me we tried.
"If you just let me love you." But you did, and my mind ceases to race.
I want to hate you I sighed.
But, my hands are tied.
Elisa Holly
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Elisa Holly  DALLAS
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