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Jan 2017
So much love, unrequited love
Nothing hurts me more

The sound of your voice makes my heart soar
Your face makes me beam with glory

When I'm with you all I want to do is sing my praises
But to you its nothing, you go through so many phases

I just want to adore you and love you the only way I know how
Seems to me , though, that its too late now
Rebecca Smith
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