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I use to talk to you for hours.
I use to feel you so near.
We would end the night so desperate for each other.
How many times have I wished you here.

First I saw you
And now I can't.
We are both this victim of circumstance.

My mind plays me wrong.
Over and over it runs with doubts, and fears.
What am I to do...?
What am I to do...?
I love you so desperately.
What am I to do now?
Written by MrE (C. R. Powers)
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