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Monday, April 13, 2009

Hickey

I'm looking at your pictures…
And the hickey is disturbing.
I'm trying to brush it off~ but the pain is unbearable.
I took care of you like my most precious crystal
And now it's wasted~

I hate to see you give yourself away
To someone you barely even know
I wish I could just hold your hand right now
Close both my palms around it
So you would know that I still care

I still do…

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