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Love
The disease I caught
Feels the same
It’s like her
But more
Or less
Love
It’s not my fault
Like my faults
I like hers
She’s real
Maybe
Love
Is this all there is?
The only ones
Already gone
I’m late
Sorry
Love
Impossible to understand
The twos can try
Lose their selves
Forget
The one
Love
It can be other things
That feels good
Not for real
Like her
Her alone
Comments (1 Comments)
- Jacked James - 08/09/2010
- Very, VERY pretty. I love it, which sounds redundant but I do.
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