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Poetry By: fortuitous event
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for the person i miss...


Submitted:Jun 4, 2009    Reads: 102    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


He's my Cullen

Everything I've forgotten,

Except for his name begotten.

I love him, i know not how.

Desire's the limit, but where am i now?

Out in the darkness, drowned in sorrow!

For i won't be hearing from him until tomorrow.






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