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Feb 2012
All I wish for is her love,
her beautiful smile, her sparkling eyes.
But I do believe her heart is void of
The love that shall arise.

I cannot live without her love,
her heart-stopping laugh, her complex mind.
But I do believe I am sick of
The love I will never find.
Alexander McCallum
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Alexander McCallum
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