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Jan 2019
You stole my heart the day we met.
Without me even noticing the hole you left behind.
I still look at the scar yet all I can do is smile.
Thinking about your touch,
Your tired head on my pillow lying beside me,
Just giggling and having fun.
I remember looking at you and realising,
He's the one.
Buried Words
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Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
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