algonquin
By olgakrump
It’s almost as though that day at the campfire She stole away my burning feelings for you And inserted them in her own heart Leaving mine an empty hole And while she will continue to love you blindly as I once did I no longer have the feelings to care Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 18 2002 03:00 PM PST 0 • 8
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"It’s almost as though that day at the campfire..."