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Friday, April 15, 2011

This addiction I have.
On the inside it eats
The words “I love you.”
Devour my peace
This habit I have
I keep it inside
The important “L” word
I continue to hide
This word I want
To speak and feel
Once again
Just fall and kneel
On the cold ground
Here I pray
For this hopeless word
To go away.
But then again
Without it here
And remain in my heart
Sadness would shed
And tear me apart
I’ve felt it before
I’m positive I have
‘Cause it hurt to love
Until I crashed
Into someone else
-Amber Leigh
 

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