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...Her

I lay awake
each night
awaiting sleep and
the release it brings from this life.

It's your kiss
that i miss
It's your lips upon mine
that give me bliss.

Your touch is what i crave
and i fear i always will...
that is until my grave.

But even after im sure i will
i still feel doubt...
and its all because of HER.
Written by ToxicAngel
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