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Jul 2019
these words, couldn't show you,
though love has been so true,
i couldn't love back,
every year, i was trying,
your body was dying,
but slowly your soul,
inching closer to mine.
couldn't hold it, i stared,
then i sat and i cried.
all good things that were true,
i convinced them to lie.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
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