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Sep 2012
The road has twisted
My vision blurred.
What I have seen
Never actually occured.

My thoughts always return
To the image I had
Of you and I,
It wasn't that bad.

But it's not like that
I was such a fool
You were never for me
I really am a tool.

I'd have given you the world
And even died for you.
I probably still would
But you don't have a clue.

Yes, we are friends.
Close as can be.
But I want more than that,
Can't you see?

I die a bit inside
When someone comes along
That sweeps you off your feet
Yet I try and remain strong.

That one day you'll be in love with me
And stop my torment.
For my love for you
Is my ultimate lament.
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   Oli Nejad
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