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Jun 2018
At your breath,
Every sound in the world stops.
At your beauty,
Everyone's jaw drops.
I caught your eye
For a moment or two.
You caught my heart
Of course, as you do.
Why do I torture myself,
And think of your face,
When you left me here?
I could've given you space.
But alas, I know
I was never good enough.
I could capture you glance.
That, alone, was tough.
I would never have anymore.
This, from day one, I knew.
Yet, I'll always have the memories
of how much I loved you.
Melissa Clark
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Melissa Clark  22/F
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     Ian Canavan and PoetryJournal
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