Composure

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Sunday, March 14, 2010

Six

I wish I was free of this
I see her in my dreams
Wish that she wasn't there
But she still haunts me as I
Still feel her breath on me
Still want to taste her skin
But I know that would kill me
Posted by Kevin at 10:05 AM

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