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Dec 2022
Your crystal blue eyes
haunt my dreams
Your heart’s my captor,
but I long to be free

What price I’d pay
to be loved by you
What doors I’d tear down
so you could walk through

What I wouldn’t give
to be in your arms,
Wrapped in your smile,
safe from harm

And how my tears fell
When you said you loved me
Because the best things
Aren’t meant to be
Nicolette
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Nicolette
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