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Jun 2018
She smiles at me,
She speaks of the love we share,
And all it can be.

It's ridiculous ,
I'm in love and it's unfair,
Naive blissfulness.

For as we embrace,
It disappears and I stare
Lying here, my place.
Written by
Ian  23/M
(23/M)   
179
   --- and James R
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