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Jan 2017
Within her,
I lose myself,
without her,
I find myself wanting to be lost again.
I just,
can't help myself.
She's the only one that knows me.
She's my 3am thought.
She can see my real worth,
she shows me things I never knew about myself.
And the thing is,
once you see your own worth,
it's hard to be around people that don't.
Mike Patten
Written by
Mike Patten  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Rosy Smith
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