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This word,very much speaks for itself!


Submitted:Jan 30, 2007    Reads: 78    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I live here miserable,

And broken with desire.

Pierced through, to the heart,

By the bitterness.

Of this given love,

And this passion for you,

Makes my limb's weak.

And tramples over me.

/ F /





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