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May 2019
It feels to late now
We’re light years apart
Walls separate us
Created by you, reinforced by me.
But I love you
I just think of how much I want to hold you again
Run my fingers through your hair, down your cheeks, across your lips, resting on your chest.
Maybe I romanticized it, maybe you lied
But well never know now because of pride and shame.
Written by
maryjessica  F
(F)   
505
   Bogdan Dragos
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