A memory and broken dream in Thoughts.
- March 19, 2016, 9:11 p.m.
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Some times I see your face in the people around me.
I hear your words flowing out of my mouth.
And truth be told, I will always love you
although I know that you’ll never know.
You touched my heart
and I will miss you
while you forget me.
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