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By Kristin

I kept you on the highest pedestal Like a dove on a telephone wire. Your fingers lightly brushing my lips Always set my soul on fire. You made me promises, kept my secrets Your love for me was no illusion. I find it odd how that is faded Please forgive me, and this intrusion. Another heart has merged with mine A new beginning all around. Please don't tell me the pain you feel My conscience cannot bear the sound. So in the end I ask you this It might be more than you can take. Our love has faded, this is true But our friendship will never break.

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