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Jan 2010
This feeling wants to escape my chest,
and I cannot survive with this unrest.
I fall more and more for you each day,
and my mind is in constant disarray.
I have you close to me,
but what’s the use if it cannot be.
It may be different someday,
and I will be able to say...

copyright Β© 2008 by T.L. Dalid
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