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Jul 2014
The spark was never there
Oh how I wished for it
a thousand times
and a thousand times more.
Platonic love
Oh how it hurts
when misread as true love.
I miss you my dear
best friend
Oh how I long for your touch
your smell
your imperfect smile.
My heart is slowly beating
crushed with every thought of you
Oh how I hurt you.

I am sorry.
Written by
Anna Elizabeth
358
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