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Aug 2017
I wanted to cry with her,
Not so she could see me,
But I wanted her to feel me.
Feel that the love that I had
For her was real and not some
Type of fantasy. Deep heartfelt
Love that only comes around once
And never ever dies. The kind of
Bond where if one was dying,
He'd only choose her to hold
His hand as he took his very
Last breath!
Matthew Green
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