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She sighed his name,
Holding it near,
Her hand pressed to her breast.
She sees his face,
In her dreams,
Her hand pressed to her breast.
She feels his warmth,
In the sun,
Her hand pressed to her breast.
She hears his voice,
As she dies,
Her hand pressed to her breast.
- by P34CH13P00 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/11/2009 |
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- Artist: P34CH13P00
- Description: I dunno... Read it?
- Date: 11/11/2009
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- P34CH13P00 - 11/13/2009
- Thank you dear. I'm glad you enjoyed it. = )
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- PrettyRichBoy - 11/13/2009
- Nice Work here
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