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 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
Mom
 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
Mom
Longing for the touch of the wind and the leaves, hearing all the woes of the birds and the trees. The wind speaks wisdom...all across the lands,Those who'v never heard it...would not ever understand.

Id like to take your hand, show you that the grass is just as green in other lands. Flowers only grow if sunlight radiates in air, Sunlight only radiates if clouds will let him by. The wind will intervene and the let the rays flow through the sky.
 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
Fall for me like the water..falls into itself. Love me like the sun loves to flex his brilliant shine, When kisses spark addiction and excitement leaves you blind. Until she feels confliction, between her flesh and soul. Unsure if your the one that was suppose to make her whole.

You wait while she decides, pray that you are chosen. You aren't the lucky one, The walls are all now frozen.
 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
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 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
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Delirious from fending the wolves from the sheep, a lamb will live to see another dawn. If you do not allow yourself to grow, you will die early on.
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 Feb 2015 ML
Mark The Vagabond
What if everything was already broken, words from our minds that should not have been spoken. Longing for feelings of your skin on mine, Longing for someone to find me divine.

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