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Feb 2014
You were my best friend,
I realized I felt more,
You didn't feel,
My heart was tore.

It was a lie,
You did feel,
A great amount,
And it was real.

I must be insane,
I didn't think love did exist,
But I knew it was true,
When you made me promise to stop the scars on my wrists.

I broke it off,
A stupid mistake,
There was nothing left,
For me to take.

I asked for a second chance,
You hesitated,
I figured you thought,
I was over-rated.

But you gave it to me,
a smile I couldn't stop,
With lips as red,
As a strawberry crop.

Now I see you,
every few days,
You send me,
Into a craze.

Thank you for being the first to really love me.

I love you.
Written by
Ja'Mya Kidd
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