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To The Man Up the Hill
A heart full of hurt, wanting to unleash pain
A heart not strong enough to endure all
But I find solace in our times together
I give that which I can't get, I have what I can't give,
Our moments gives me nothing but peace
Did you regret it?
A knowable answer
Was it worth it?
A question never asked
But I find hope in my love.
I know nothing will change
Nevertheles...
Thursday 22nd April 2021 6:50 am
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