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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
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