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MY BED AWAITS
Contributed by
MarLites
on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 09:38:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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MY BED AWAITS
I hate to go to bed
For the pain and gloom
I dread
Lying next to me
It’s your body that
I see
The language that your body tells
Says to me
Go……..well
Nothing I can do
Nothing I can say
Will turn your soul
My way
So my pillows I will hold
For tells to them
I have told
Their comfort for my tears
I have shed for
Many years
For in my dreams
He loves me so
And on with living
I can go
Thru the day my dreams
Are there
That makes my life easier
To bear
Now at night my bed awaits
And dream of
Love that will
Not abate
Copyright ©
MarLites
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2006-05-27 09:38:59] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: MY BED AWAITS
(User Rating: 1 ) by joydeep_nath on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 10:22:39 AM AEST (User
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good the pins comes thru.. |
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Re: MY BED AWAITS
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 12:16:22 PM AEST (User
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You write what you must, and this is a very honest write. Still, may your heart find happiness and may your pen write of it. |
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Re: MY BED AWAITS
(User Rating: 1 ) by Whisper on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 03:41:54 PM AEST (User
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Nice write this. Good flow
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Re: MY BED AWAITS
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spike on
Friday, 30th June 2006 @ 06:15:14 AM AEST (User
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There's nothing worse then sharing a loveless bed. Still, dreams and wishes in the embrace of sleep is sometimes all we have. Feelings I'm glad you put to words, feelings I've experienced too many times, but never again.
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