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Nov 2013
It lingers
Waiting for weakness to kick in
Laughing as we give in
Knowing our desires
Love
we all need...
Love
It's unfair
I want true love
Why does it always end in these games?
I may not ever understand it
Love
But I am made up of it
I am nothing but 100%
purely naive, gullible misunderstood
Love
Renae
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Renae  F
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