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Freindship
Contributed by
Try
on
Friday, 25th November 2011 @ 02:04:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Here i sit and look out in the dark and can remember when i met you in the wind so cold.
Cannot see, can only feel your breath in my neck, your mouth against meine.
You are a nice guy, completely alright, maybe even mr. right.
But, he thinks to much, and eat and sleep to little.
You are a cosy man, we have so much in commen, its funny and feel like fate! that we met the day we did.
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Try
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2011-11-25 14:04:32] (Date/Time posted on
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