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Sep 2011
I hate this love that grows for you,
It grows every time we speak,
Every time I see your photograph
My heart aches,
The tears begin to fall,
And I'm remembering all we were,
This love I've grown to hate merely because your so far away,
This love is still there even through the distance,
Our memories were made,
And Never Forgotten.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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