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12.15.98

B r o k e n Lines
and mixed signals
will do us both in.
Utter confusion
lack of communication
apparent lack of
a relationship.
But I love you
and I wish
that you knew.

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So afraid
to utter
my love
for you
abandonment
lingers
in the sweetest dreams
the greenest grass
and the warmest hugs
cold will soon come
and kill me dead.

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