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Untitled
Contributed by
Angel16
on
Monday, 17th July 2006 @ 10:14:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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*As the moon shines;
he slides his hand, over mine.
*He likes to be near;
which makes him, so sincere.
*We talked, kissed, and sought;
we be together~no matter what others thought.
*He was just a simple guy~he said;
but to me, he was my best friend.
*In my times of trouble;
he was there for me~on the double.
*He loves for who I am;
not by my looks, or glam.
*Sometimes, we go to the mall;
and sometimes,we don't go anywhere~at all.
*The sun starts to rise;
his hand is now~cold as ice.
*We drove back, to town;
now our love has been born.
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Angel16
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2006-07-17 10:14:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by lovestruck on
Monday, 17th July 2006 @ 10:38:37 PM AEST (User
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I liked this it was simple but it shows the way you feel. good job
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