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Hidden Love

She watches him walk away
with her
Inside a peice of her dies
A peice cries
cries out for attention
Inside she wishes it was her
holding his hand
kissing his beautiful lips
wearing his jacket
and touching his face
but she knows her place
knows not to try to step above
for all she is, is a Hidden Love





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