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When you tell me you miss me, my hearts melts
It's that simple
I live on the perimeter
Of being wanted or being denied
Romantics happily pay sales tax
I live on the perimeter
Of being wanted or being denied
Romantics happily pay sales tax
Published 12th Jan 2016
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Whoa, you are a clever one you are...
right on big Daddy
(((((((((((((((((((Poe )))))))))))))))))))
Zazzles xoxoxox
right on big Daddy
(((((((((((((((((((Poe )))))))))))))))))))
Zazzles xoxoxox
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- Edited 25th Sep 2020 3:45am
14th Jan 2016 2:01am
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14th Jan 2016 2:40am
14th Jan 2016 4:44am
he shoots - - - - - he scores! :-)
a definite truism so well put - love it :-)
a definite truism so well put - love it :-)
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14th Jan 2016 5:00pm
this is perfect and so very true...reminds me of a poem i have on this site called You Miss Me that was written in March 2015....it was at a moment like your poem eludes to where I longed for a special someone to say "i miss you" but although he never actually said those words, I could tell in his actions when I returned that he did indeed miss me...
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