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By , Trinity, FL

When we used to kiss

I felt nothing

Nothing is what I felt

But feeling is all we have

You think you are the saint

The saint that Mary was

You thought it was your fate

To be the good one

And make people happy

Because you don't want them to feel

How you have felt

All too often

But when we used to kiss

I am so sorry, 

But I felt absolutely nothing

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