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Apr 2014
You took me
Quietly and
Without any
Sort of warning.
One second I was
Running and the
Next I was on the
Ground
G  h  A  s  p  I  N  g
For you.  
And you offered me
A hand, and then
Rubbed my nose in the
Dirt. But I didn't mind.
Because somehow
L      O      V      E
Is more beautiful when it's
Unrequited.
UHG
Written by
UHG  America
(America)   
344
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