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Jan 2012
I wish he knew the pain, the things I feel.
I wish he knew the real side of me.

                         he doesn't . He won't.

I wish it was him with the broken heart.
I wish it was me cutting it apart.

                            it's not. I can't.

I wish he didn't enter my mind.
I wish I was flooding his.


I wish.
*I wish.
Poetry from back in the day.
Written by
Ky
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