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You
Contributed by
Davinah
on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 05:07:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I think of you at night,
and sleep comes hard to me.
My heart pounds in my chest,
with every beat, counting the seconds till we meet.
Your image is burned into my memory.
I see your face everywhere,
and every time I close my eyes you're there.
Do you think of me, the way I think of you...
Full of longing
Craving for just one glance?
If this is love,
it's killing me...
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Davinah
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2005-07-12 05:07:10] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: You
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostrelic on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 05:37:55 AM AEST (User
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death by love what a way to go |
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Re: You
(User Rating: 1 ) by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 09:43:14 AM AEST (User
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incredible |
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