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Jun 2020
I wonder if I ever cross your mind,
I’m sure I don’t but I’m curious what the thought of me feels like.
Your sceptical mind would rip me apart,
If I told you how much you mean to my heart.

All these feelings mean nothing because you’ll never understand,
What it would mean for me to hold your hand.

To gaze into your eyes and say,
Please don’t leave, don’t go away.
I’ll say those three magic words knowing you deserve so much more,
your heart is locked but you’ve shown me the door.
Written by
Oemor J  25/M/England
(25/M/England)   
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