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Post by moonwick on Jan 23, 2007 2:36:28 GMT -5
My verses will ever be my oxygen should Life take my breath away. When gasping, reaching for pen and ink, no air with which to speak, I bleed your name onto a page and that is all I ever need, for I have learned your heart by heart and I can see you in my mind. Though fate would drive us far apart, I don't need touch or body heat to know that love is simply love. Just as you go your way, so I too shall travel mine. Am I foolish not to fight for you? I think it's safe to say that if we are really meant to be, then we will end that way.
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