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The Love Is Gone

The Love Is Gone

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When I close my eyes

I see your warm eyes

Your heartfelt smile

Small wrinkles forming along the corners of your eyes

I can see your feelings

Happiness, love, desire, pride


When I open my eyes

Your eyes are cold

Your smile is fake

The love is gone


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