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Nov 7
I press it deep, the blood runs red,
I loved you more than words have said.
But you’re with him, and I can’t stay,
Falling down, lost in dismay.

A love that burned, now fades to gray,
Left alone, I slip away.
Written by
akiko  13/F/no
(13/F/no)   
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     Rick and Suvi
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