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Nov 2014
you saw me, you saw me,  you saw me
standing there
waiting for you patiently, to  honestly
confess
you saw me, you saw me,  you saw me
standing there
my love you saw , you saw  it snuggled in a little
nest,
and you saw my love that once was nurtured,
for you it was
manifest,
slowly become a
mess,
of                
              painful
                                    happiness
Monique Isom
Written by
Monique Isom  America
(America)   
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