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Temporary Love

February 23, 2014
By Danielle Najjar BRONZE, Pompton Plains, New Jersey
Danielle Najjar BRONZE, Pompton Plains, New Jersey
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To harbor love would surely be a sin
But the problem with loving so freely
Is that when you finally found me
There was nothing left.

And the truth is, my front soldiers are weak with empty guns and supple minds;
Your love is silently killing my
I would like to think that I stand tall like mountains;refrain from spite and jealously.
But my foundations are cracked, I was built just to crumble.

You don't belong to me, you never will.
Cause they hold tight to all you gave them; could you blame them?



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