Fake Love
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Isabelle Jackson, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2018
I snuck out at night to feel your skin
You whisper in my ear and it all begins
I hold your hand about to break
You comfort me with sweet embrace
I loved your smile, I cherished your laugh
You said you felt the same even with what I lacked
I loved you from the first day
You just wanted a girl to play