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A Hole (Again)

Poem by: ChristinaDelano

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Another oldie from 2000

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Submitted: February 16, 2009

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Submitted: February 16, 2009

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You came into my life

at an ackward time i know

i did want to leave

now i cant stand to go

being without you a single day

is more than i can bear

feeling your touch tasting your lips

your fingers through my hair

i see in you a love so scarce

it seems to good too true

thats why it scares me so much

to hear the i love you

it rushes through my body

it makes me want to cry

it even makes me wonder

when he says this does he lie

i say it to you with

and open heart indeed

but i am so terrified

hiding that im in need

in need of being loved

in need of needing too

i need to hear those four sweet words

baby i love you

i fire burns for you

deep inside my soul

but beware when you touch it

for in it theres a hole

a hole from all the heartache

a hole from all the pain

if you leave me without love

i never will again


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