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Jun 2015
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U've stolen moments of my time
Because minutes won't tick by without thoughts of u

U've stolen parts of me
Because a part of me yearns for u
I hear tiny whispers of ur voice lurkin' within my head
I see images of u everywhere I look
I tell myself it isn't love
I don't know how love feels
but this couldn't be it
Nagging. Lurking. _Whispering. _Calling.
This isn't love

_I hope.
Written by
Abraham Dicey Jones
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