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Submitted:Dec 29, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

We stood in the dust
As the world we once loved
Fell to pieces in our arms

Then we dropped to the floor
And cried on our knees
Because the blood in our veins was running dry

My darling,
When there's a piece of you dying
I will try to bring it back to life
And you always should know
That if the air you breathe is becoming thin
Then mine is too
Because My Dear, I love you


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