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Jul 2017
I saw your face for the first time in years,
Yet I still remember that sleepy smile.
Those golden eyes,
The charisma you beheld made any heart flutter.

I remember the way you held me,
Tight against your hard body
But I felt so secure.
I remember your taste.

On my tongue, lost but still held,           I remember your scent, touch.
****, I remember the way you sound.
I remember every line, wrinkle and muscle.

I still feel the moment you left,
You loved him - I learnt to forget
How you held me, loved me, ****** me best
Looked at me as less, you chucked me yes.

Blood pumping without oxygen
I'm trapped still losing him.
But he wasn't mine, and still,
He never was.
blessed be )0(
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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