Dear Joseph John,
I secretly loved you
With all of it clear and true
As the first made me cry
The second made me smile
And the first was my reality
While the second became my escape
And as I keep having to strive
For the second that kept me alive
I had begged to disagree
That the first is the death of me
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
Dear Joseph John,
I secretly loved you
With all of it clear and true
As the first made me cry
The second made me smile
And the first was my reality
While the second became my escape
And as I keep having to strive
For the second that kept me alive
I had begged to disagree
That the first is the death of me
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