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Aug 2013
As I sit under the willow tree, I yearn for your heart and you next to me.
I see you walking in the hall, talking to your friends. Even though I know that we won't be together in the end.
As I sit in my room, thinking about you. I sincerely know that our love will be true.
I would tell you you're beautiful everyday, when you're so pretty I have nothing to say.
you are the love of my life, a diamond in the rough. Loving you normally just isn't enough
Written by
Brodie Corrigan  Vancouver
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