Was Then

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When his soul cried out
for her,
When all he ever wanted
was to lay his head on
her heart,
never to have to hear
another,
When he cried from the
deepest parts of his soul,
When he begged to have
her all to himself,

Was when.
Was then.

When he gave her his
last kiss, she realized a
love was then,

Was when.
Was then.

Now it is unnatural for
her
to love anyone else.

Was when.
Was then.

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About Cami*Star

I am an onion, peeled with many layers. My mind is an ever-flowing thinking machine. I love writing all my thoughts on paper and some get published here on my blog. I am a deep thinker, which brings along deep feelings-positively for the most part! I am a feminist, poet, writer, blogger, parent of two beautiful girls, a special education teacher, a lover, a friend, a daughter, a sister and most importantly a spiritual warrior! Thank you for reading All About Me and checking out my blog! Much appreciation from your truly, Cami*Star

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