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As often as humanly possible I tried to put her out of my mind - Sometimes I
could achieve peace for a few hours - or even manage to sleep through the night -
It was the only way I could function and go about the daily business of living
Did I still love her - or had I come to hate her - I could never be sure - She was so
beautiful with those luminous mocking eyes - That mass of blonde hair - Those
lips that could smile so invitingly or pout so easily
Copyright © Roy Swanson | Year Posted 2006
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