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Dec 2018
I yearn for her even more. She's the one that I adore. For her love I implore. My heart can't take anymore. What's  to be done? I can't be sure, to mend the wounds cold and sore. I should have never walked out the door. Somber feelings I can't ignore.
Written by
Mel
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   Brenna
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