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Crystal Gem (30 March 2016)
I've forgotten his face,
I've forgotten his smell,
I've forgotten his touch,
I've forgotten the sound of his voice,
And how he use to say my name...
I've forgotten how special he made me feel...
I doubt we'll ever cross paths again...
I wish I was given the chance to be called his...
I've forgotten his smell,
I've forgotten his touch,
I've forgotten the sound of his voice,
And how he use to say my name...
I've forgotten how special he made me feel...
I doubt we'll ever cross paths again...
I wish I was given the chance to be called his...
Published 30th Mar 2016
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