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Nov 2011
And I just realized
I'm still hanging on
By more than a thread
A little less than a rope
Tethers me to you
My mind whispers let go
My beating heart says
I'd rather not know
What's it like to lose you
To find yourself lost
When groping for hope
But still it skips a beat
When you're in the room
You see me near
I know you'd say yes
If I'd only relent
But I won't do it
Not just yet
Liz Anne
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