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MUSEISGONE
When you left, she was gone.
I miss her, let me have what was left of a broken soul
I cannot sleep,I need to feel her silk tiptoeing on every breath I take...
Release her, please. I beg of you, and never seek her again.
My sanity depends on it...
I miss her, let me have what was left of a broken soul
I cannot sleep,I need to feel her silk tiptoeing on every breath I take...
Release her, please. I beg of you, and never seek her again.
My sanity depends on it...
Published 5th Oct 2012
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5th Oct 2012 8:47am
So touching.... I fully understand the sentiment and reason behind this.... I hope time heals your pain and she returns to you....Good luck
6th Oct 2012 5:17am
