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May 2022
I care about you more than our situation allows me to,
Trapped in a glass box I can only see through.
You’re so beautiful but your looks don’t stand a chance compared to the beauty of your soul,
Without you I’m cold and alone in an empty hole.
Written by
Oemor J  25/M/England
(25/M/England)   
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