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Haunted
Your liquid brown eyes Come back to haunt me From time to time The what if's? The could have's? And the maybe's? What if he had stayed? Could I have played being A secondhand replacement? Maybe he would someday Love me like I did him? I found myself reaching Deep inside you for the Measure of the man I Hoped you were only to Find you were nothing More than a mere boy Tempered purely by your Own childish, selfish wants And need's G.L. Buchanan 07/08/07
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