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I was once d free one, until we met, True as I believe, Valid as I accent I thought I was happy, but then,  You became my source of happiness,  What is touch  When it cannot be felt  Voices if they cannot be heard Words if they cannot be said, Reality is as real as I see‎, At your simple touch I melt, Each time yu came close, I could feel my PULSE, Even at my feet This feeling called LOVE, I wish its everlasting Bt then you disappeared, Like the wind carried you along, Far out of my reach, for you ran out of touch, I could feel my heart was crushed I've chosen to b lonely this once, I've chosen a distinct and separate world, And now that you left, I am no longer the free one For I am OUT of TOUCH!
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
Out Of Touch
I was once d free one, until we met, True as I believe, Valid as I accent I thought I was happy, but then,  You became my source of happiness,  What is touch  When it cannot be felt  Voices if they cannot be heard Words if they cannot be said, Reality is as real as I see‎, At your simple touch I melt, Each time yu came close, I could feel my PULSE, Even at my feet This feeling called LOVE, I wish its everlasting Bt then you disappeared, Like the wind carried you along, Far out of my reach, for you ran out of touch, I could feel my heart was crushed I've chosen to b lonely this once, I've chosen a distinct and separate world, And now that you left, I am no longer the free one For I am OUT of TOUCH!
#break ups #pain #out #touch #dissapear
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24/M/Lagos,Nigeria
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
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