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143 you once said to me,
loving and caring,
bearing.
My soul was open,
unbroken.
Now its shattered,
battered.
341 all I can do is look upon,
something gone,
a dirty pond.
Done.
We are done.
8...its too late.
loving and caring,
bearing.
My soul was open,
unbroken.
Now its shattered,
battered.
341 all I can do is look upon,
something gone,
a dirty pond.
Done.
We are done.
8...its too late.
Published 15th Jan 2013
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Sumthin' tells me this is merely the beginning of a relationship ... EPIC .....
Anyway, nice seems an inappropriate word so ....
All i'll say is.... Interesting piece ....
Blessings
Virge
Anyway, nice seems an inappropriate word so ....
All i'll say is.... Interesting piece ....
Blessings
Virge
15th Jan 2013 11:44pm
