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Dec 2012
It's been years,
They say time heals all,
you dried your tears,
yet mine still fall.
My mind crawls,
Stops at a standstill.
Finally I realize a broken heart can ****.

I've picked up the phone,
Steadying my hand.
Waiting at the tone,
Doubting if I can,
Call you at your home,
Slowly understand,
The voice on the other side's your man, *******.
Jonathan Fernandez
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Jonathan Fernandez
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