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I get scared as I sit and think about it
I am in love with him.
but now that I know your heart
I sort of want to be yours.
How the hell can I feel this way?
You and I are only friends.
Sometimes I wish we could be more.
Neither one of us wants to hurt him.
We love him way too much.
Dear friend of my beloved,
I'm dying to be touched.



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On Thursday March 17th, 2005, steuss (141) writes:
This pulls at the heartstings and climbs its way in. Well done, both sincere and captivating, Wonderful, yet sad.


On Saturday November 6th, 2004, Angst Queen (470) writes:
I know this feeling. You did well on this


On Sunday November 7th, 2004, void (49) writes:
thank you much



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