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Unrequited

  • Writer: cez
    cez
  • Mar 3, 2022
  • 1 min read

They’re empty,

The words you speak.

I miss you, you’re all I need.

I love you, I wish you were here.

How many times will that be said,

Until you pick up and leave?

Do you love me? Do you really?

Or is this but words?

I wish I knew, truly.

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