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Oct 2011
Well, here we are
Six moons later
You probably believe
I am the traitor
Lack of words describe
How I feel
But believe me, baby
It's all too real
If you looked me in the eye
Would you see the truth
How I cry
For the loss of your youth
Part of me died
You'll never understand
How much I cried
If I wrote you a letter
Would you throw it away?
If I read this poem
Would you believe what I say?
Because you left towards the cold
My side remains untold
Never to be heard
Not even one word
No, you will never understand
How I feel
But you have the stars above you
And they sing
"I love you"
Dacia B
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