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Ankle by ~djtinkabell241

Lost Love I once knew love so strong and so deep,Lost Love by ~djtinkabell241
Everytime he kissed my knees became weak,
My body would quiver wherever he was near,
The touch of his hands running through my hair,
The tenderness of his lips kissing my body,
The strentgh of his arms wrapped all around me,
I would give this man the air I breathe,
If I thought it would bring him back to me,
I miss him so much if words could only describe,
The passion and love I have bottled up inside,
Just waiting for the day I can hold him again,
To tell him I love him and need him as more than a friend,
I know that is all he has to offer right now,
But i'll be sitting here waiting until
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An addictive disease, bitterly insane. Ladies and Gentlemen, Your Priestess of Pain
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Tous les chats sont mortels, Socrate est mortel, donc Socrate est un chat. (Ionesco)