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Dec 2014
If this night gets any longer,
I think I'll hate you,
As I wander.
Because every time I pass a streetlight
My mind goes back to where this started.
I told you I was afraid of love that night.
That didn't stop you.
What a fright.
We were happy,
Until tonight,
When you left me.

I told you I was afraid of love that night.
But all you did is hug me tight.

Finally i wasn't afraid.
Until tonight.

I guess It turns out, i was right.
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unknown poet  narnia
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