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Jan 2011
It's times like this,
When the seconds drag on,
And your silence,
Becomes unbearable,
That I think about the words,
What they mean,
What do they mean?
Maybe I shouldn't trust you,
So easily, so soon,
When it's still possible,
You're no different,
From anyone else,
But it seems,
I can't help myself
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.      29.01.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
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