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You stand in this room
Your nature is trapped inside -
The memories stab at me,
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“I look upon you for relief,
I look to you for my comfort, -
This letter I write my sweet
Desribing the following things -
\*For deprived souls...
Feeling lonely insecure about ourselves, -
Love is like bullets in the skin,
It hurts at first, -
\*As time passes by,
You see faces that once sent,by WhiteRabbit 18 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 21 8:29 PM 2005. In Other -
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