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Aug 2013
In my darkest hour I think of you, a time when i could love like a child.. I did not know that then sad that I know it now In my darkest hour it is always you that I grieve for, my shame my childhood.. I can never bring myself to tell you, I have never loved another the same  I have built walls around me, I shoot suitors down with arrows straight from my heart.. In my darkest hour I think of you, the one that kept me safe years have passed.. I tried calling you once but I could never tell you while you were with another I wanted you to have everything that I couldn't give you In my darkest hour it is your name on my lips I breathe you through my tears I could never hurt you again, so I stay silent and alone
Joanne Fuda
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