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Tuesday, July 31, 2012

I've Cried the River He Asked Me to




She wouldn't dare try to touch the stars if that meant he couldn't reach her
"There's a fine line between love and hate,"
She said to him one night
She crossed over
"Can't we be friends outside the four walls?"
He told her frankly,
No
Enough information for her
She fled for the hills
An esoteric association was not intended




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