Victoria-Clark
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Your eyes screech my name,
Yet, you never talk of love,
Life moves back and forth,
This heart waits like a caged bird.
Ten years have come and gone,
Love matured-deep, dark and strong,
But you never spoke of love,
I must have done something wrong.
- AK
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