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Lurking curse of a broken heart
Contributed by
DanishPoet
on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 03:49:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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The hours is moving so slow.
I'm waiting for response, from one I know.
The letter I sent is waiting to be read.
The longer it takes, the more I want to be dead.
The letter it holds the secret I bear
when it has been read she knows that i care.
The hours move slowly, the fear grows strong.
The more I think about it, the more it seems so wrong.
I used to enjoy her voice, now it is my fear.
I fear what she'll be saying: that I shouldn't be her near.
I'm used to guess the future, some people say I'm smart.
Now I sense a lurking evil, the curse of a broken heart...
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2005-03-29 15:49:05] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Lurking curse of a broken heart
(User Rating: 1 ) by allymp on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 03:56:36 PM AEST (User
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