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Oct 2013
An open view
from the tallest window
could'nt reveal my prince
Patiently, I would wait
stumbling upon heartreak
only to find closed doors

An open view
with extrordinary heights
Would never offer
a love TRULY right
only to find a bitter sensation

The tallest window
it's farthest views
leaves me forlone
with a love unused
Written by
Shanay Love  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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   Alana Canady
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