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Three Hours Of Seperation
Contributed by
Doriens_Picture
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Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 04:09:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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My days starts three hours ahead of your
And so it ends the same
From the moment I open my eyes
All I think about is you
The only thing I have to look forward to
The only thing that gives meaning to my day is you
And when my day has no meaning
It blends in with the one before and next
And it never feels like a day
But a small illustration of eternity
But when I am able to speak with you again
I am always reborn and made better
Better because of my want for you
It is something I am full of and it is unceasing
Every time I see or speak to you
My life gets so much meaning
And I don’t just exist in this world
I am made alive
And that meaning is the same now
As when we first met
And my love I can not measure
For with every breath it grows
My days starts three hours ahead of your
And so it ends the same
From the moment I open my eyes
All I think about is you
I think and hope and wish and in the end I know
That it is the same with you
And that you do the same things as I
And dream that I am yours and that you are mine
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Re: Three Hours Of Seperation
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by Jenni_K on
Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 06:08:48 AM AEST
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Awww...how very beautiful.....
Jenni |
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Re: Three Hours Of Seperation
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by Gothchyk on
Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 11:27:50 PM AEST
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I think and hope and wish and in the end I know
That it is the same with you
And that you do the same things as I
And dream that I am yours and that you are mine
yup... beautifuly written, loved every word. |
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