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Great love

"Was it a great love?" she asked, 
with a cool facial expression, 
and a raging storm in her heart. 
"The kind that keeps you awake in your sleep, 
And forces you to dream when you're awake."
As she waits for his reply, 
she is fixated on his reluctant eyes,
Wishing for a lie, 
Wishing for a "no".

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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