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Talk to me like I talk to you:
Openly with heart-felt truth.
I don't want lies; they'll bring demise,
And we'll fall apart in our hearts and minds.
A promise is what promise was.
Promise is built upon our trust.
It's what we've made, but it has caved,
And the hurt I feel won't wash away.
Love me not, yet love still I
All you are though love has died.
Your lo...
Wednesday 18th February 2015 2:27 am
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