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Jun 2018
The truth is...I've always loved you,
I never meant to hurt you,
escape to foreign lands,
leave you in his hands.

The truth is...I new you find another,
hold your hand when there's thunder,
kiss you in your slumber,
love you like no other.

The truth is...I'm back home now,
and it still feels new,
like our love just grew,
I am you and we are two.
ArC
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