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May 2016
There is longing in his eyes..
He wants to hug her, touch her, feel her,
listen to her voice, hear her laugh,
But he knows this is not their time yet.

So he drowned himself with the image of her.
For in his heart he knows that the right time will come,
That *she will be his and he will be hers.
IDK but my poems feels... uhmmm unfinished? can anyone give me a feedback?
Somebody's Me
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Somebody's Me
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