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Apr 2016
You came to borrow
But only stole
The things of sorrow
And made them gold.

Time is so fleeting
But never ends
So for our next meeting
Let us be friends.

You claimed to love
And give affection
But from above,
I see perfection.

It never is
Just as it seems
And you always
See my bursting seams.

You make me strong
And feel at ease
I know it's not wrong,
So just love me please.
Emma Livry
Written by
Emma Livry  19/F/France
(19/F/France)   
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   Nick Moser and Denel Kessler
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