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Mar 2010
Like the thinnest sand on the most beautiful beach,
You're slipping away.

I guess I never really had you,
the way you had me,
Your love was never born as my love grew.

I've heard that to love someone is nothing,
so I guess what I had for you wasn't something.

Yet I know that to be loved is something,
So i gave what you couldn't keep, so much more than nothing.

I don't want to be cute,
that's what you called me,
I guess to you my beauty was mute.

These fingers are too gentle for you,
Causing you to slip through them so easily,
You and your words so untrue.

I can feel you falling away,
This heart of mine drops,
I have lost once again, to my dismay.

I gave you all of me,
none of which you deserved,
You taught me to keep myself reserved.

You're gone now,
I can feel you slipping through my fingers.

You're gone now,
I know we're both alone somehow.
This poem was written by NONE OTHER than SarahLydia Kiehlmeier on Tuesday, 16th of February 2010. All Rights Reserved.
Sarah Valentina
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Sarah Valentina  26/Haddonfield NJ
(26/Haddonfield NJ)   
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