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How many colors I have kept especially for you.
You are my dear.
How much bitterness I have accumulated for you.
You are what I am, Dear.
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I would have wanted to know to talk to you.
I would have wanted to know to relate to you.
I would have wanted to know to be for you.
I would have wanted to know to move you.
I would have wanted to know to love you.
I would like to learn how to tell you.
How many thoughts.
Seperation, hate, but in all of that
Love blooms.
How much history, over the years.
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If only I had known at which point I became invisible to you.
I would have wanted to know you were lying.
How many times you forgave me, and I forgave you as well.
Last edited by msfinkles : 04-07-2008 at 07:10 PM.
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