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Jul 2014
I have lost all inspiration
to write about those silly little feelings
that dance across my lips
when you kiss me,
because, baby,
I just don't feel them anymore.

I have lost all motivation
to clean up after myself
and to impress you with my beauty,
because, baby,
I know you'll love me either way.

But I have not lost all hope
that someday, somehow,
we'll find
everything we've lost.
Melanie Beth
Written by
Melanie Beth  25/F
(25/F)   
422
   ---, asoke kumar mitra and Gem
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