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I'd Be Lying

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you,

But what I miss was never really mine at all -

The pulse of romance handed over on condition,

To be retracted once the moon began to fall. 

 

It’s hard to separate sensation from affection,

When I know that passion is the root of both.

I chose to think you thought me more than just a body,

But that part of you is stunted in its growth. 

◄ I Don't Think You're a Liar

Ah, Young Love ►

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