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His wish



That feeling you get
when he smiles at you
like a thousand drops of rain
hit your windshield

falling deeper in,
like he has no hold
if only he could feel,
his heart is made of gold

my love is strong
but he is un-aware
how much i love him
and how much he doesnt care

his wish for me,
is to be happy,
but without his laugh.
i am nothing

Written by VictorianDarkness
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