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Jan 2014
I quaked to touch your hands
The sensation of your skin on mine burned
You promised that love was a fulfilling emotion
Yet here I am
I stand beneath you
The word woman is more fitting for someone respectful
You told me I was pathetic
Funny here I am actually falling on my knees for you
My friend seemed beautiful in your arms
Envy didn't manifest himself in my mind
He simply stepped back and watched with me
I didn't mourn because I knew you wanted your bliss
And your bliss was simply mine to devour
Now when I see your amber eyes
I see her entwined with your soul
YV
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