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Sep 2019
Even though it’s been a year
In my heart you still are near
I never told you how I felt
For I feared the worst
My heart is screaming, I want to belt.
My emotions are my curse

Maybe, just maybe if I took that chance
You’d be by my side, grasping my hand.
My heart is torn for you
Every day it rips a little more

I can only hope that someday
My ripped up heart finds it’s way
To you
Just a vent
Written by
Missing
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       Bogdan Dragos, --- and Jamie
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