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Here I weigh my words before I give them breath

You are no stranger to my thoughts
'Tis you, upon which my heart feeds.
You rob me of my heart and love-
Oh how you make me poor indeed!

My heart is in your custody,
For you had eyes and chose not me.

I loy'lly wear my eyes on you,
While you steal h'rs of eager youth.

You play with my heart like a toy,
Not knowing that it is severed.
In spite of the harsh games you play,
Oh I am your own forever!

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Written October 22nd, 2002

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  • XxnecovesperxX
    October 26, 2002
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    thank u so much ^_^


  • Daoine
    October 22, 2002
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    don't touch it!

    OUCH!!!!! That hurts...beautiful imagery tho. wonderful write, but it lacks fight and has given up...kind of like a zombie. Blessings, Daoine