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Obsession

The Unrequited Love

By Amos GladePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

When you say hi I’ll always reply.

There never was a question.

I’ll buy you small gifts, flowers, more,

Money is just a concession.

If you were cold, I’d give you my skin,

You’re my absolute obsession.

One day soon we’ll meet face to face,

I’ll make you my possession.

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Amos Glade

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    Written by Amos Glade