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Tears on my sleeve.

Hair falls upon sparkling eyes
hands go shaky every time he cries..
upon my shoulder close to midnight
his hugs are so cozy, warm and tight
He used to love me, before the war
to hold him close once more
Is all i dream of these days
but im running out of ways

I died inside when i watched him leave.
now all i have are tears on my sleeve.
Written by lonely_litle_girl
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