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     I read a message
    from you today.
    I didn't get warm fuzzies,
    It didn't make me smile,
    It's nice to know how you feel,
    at least once in a while.

    But I can't help but feel
    that my love for you isn't real.
    I want it to be,
    but there is so much
    that  is against you and me.
    So I wish I meant as much
    as you say,
    I wish I could see that in your face,
    day after day.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    UnbreakableLove’s Poems (22)

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    Lonely 0 08/05/2009
    processing 0 07/31/2009
    stillness 1 07/29/2009
    Waiting 1 07/25/2009
    Strange 1 07/22/2009
    Happy? 1 07/13/2009
    Living Lies (Part 2) 0 07/12/2009
    Living Lies 0 07/07/2009
    Never Again 1 07/05/2009
    Walking Away 0 06/28/2009
    Come Back 1 06/11/2009
    You and I 0 05/28/2009
    unreal 0 05/27/2009
    I hate you 1 05/24/2009
    So Close 0 05/22/2009
    Stay Away 1 06/28/2009
    Quietness 0 05/22/2009
    what we don't say 3 07/05/2009
    Somewhere In-between 1 05/21/2009
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