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Come into my sense's to where I am I sit alone near a window I watch life go by finding myself is there the sense's to who I am reality is knowing the person to who I am loving myself being myself being the simple as I am now the sense's around me is to know who I am I read on and on Romance novels Love stories on the television see the believing what love can do be real not to be real key note what is love to me I block a wall many years those are my sense's around me found the love inside myself never had it within no one taught love to me unwanted love that's what it was growing up In my soul of my own heart love came grand love came dear loving myself help me to feel the feelings I never had to love the one who came to me took the hand to who I am to express the love is the love making by two people not just for love real love comes slowly within each other taking time to explore each other why rush where not going anywhere to make love I full fill the love around me I give freely to him as he does to me love is the modest of who we are to each other inspirit to the way we see things finding my love inside myself never knew how to express it being the age I am now I've experience love in a different way marrying a man I thought I love but I was in love a man I share three beautiful children with but never expected a man who has no morals or any interest expect himself and only he matters love wasn't grand it was a pity to him only there was not real love no love making by pure incense to a man or woman should feel love is amazing when it takes time pleasure of it all is knowing when one touch the one hearts by feeling by knowing by seeing the eye's of each other no one has to speak they know what one will say connecting each other is the feeling one knows respecting the sense's of myself I found love in time never expect to find the soul of my heart my sense's took me two separate roads travel by time learning experience by two men who don't know what love is all they know what to say I'm sorry won't do it again Is that a line for many men out there when they hurt a woman in their life time but yet they say they love them by hitting destroying a mind abusing the body expecting so much by their own wives girlfriends what is there to do a man will never be true or a woman will never be true it takes the patience of love to be grand to find withing a person themselves come into my sense's which I did never been happy in my life the sense's of my travel took me by surprise to love a man who loves her back it's a journey I been waiting for so long to love him it feels like opening up the door let the fresh air in every day is a site to see love the person who they are see who they real are show the feelings of yourself don't hide them in the closet where the demons come out finding that one is hard to do never expect to find the man in him he is true to who he is my sense's came to me I thought my life will end alone and only me until that night it took two sense's to connect a relationship to be bond full of love and endures by two people who love the air it breath where they open the door many times over to see the site of two beautiful people that came to be
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 5:18 PM UTC
Come Into My Sense's
Come into my sense's to where I am I sit alone near a window I watch life go by finding myself is there the sense's to who I am reality is knowing the person to who I am loving myself being myself being the simple as I am now the sense's around me is to know who I am I read on and on Romance novels Love stories on the television see the believing what love can do be real not to be real key note what is love to me I block a wall many years those are my sense's around me found the love inside myself never had it within no one taught love to me unwanted love that's what it was growing up In my soul of my own heart love came grand love came dear loving myself help me to feel the feelings I never had to love the one who came to me took the hand to who I am to express the love is the love making by two people not just for love real love comes slowly within each other taking time to explore each other why rush where not going anywhere to make love I full fill the love around me I give freely to him as he does to me love is the modest of who we are to each other inspirit to the way we see things finding my love inside myself never knew how to express it being the age I am now I've experience love in a different way marrying a man I thought I love but I was in love a man I share three beautiful children with but never expected a man who has no morals or any interest expect himself and only he matters love wasn't grand it was a pity to him only there was not real love no love making by pure incense to a man or woman should feel love is amazing when it takes time pleasure of it all is knowing when one touch the one hearts by feeling by knowing by seeing the eye's of each other no one has to speak they know what one will say connecting each other is the feeling one knows respecting the sense's of myself I found love in time never expect to find the soul of my heart my sense's took me two separate roads travel by time learning experience by two men who don't know what love is all they know what to say I'm sorry won't do it again Is that a line for many men out there when they hurt a woman in their life time but yet they say they love them by hitting destroying a mind abusing the body expecting so much by their own wives girlfriends what is there to do a man will never be true or a woman will never be true it takes the patience of love to be grand to find withing a person themselves come into my sense's which I did never been happy in my life the sense's of my travel took me by surprise to love a man who loves her back it's a journey I been waiting for so long to love him it feels like opening up the door let the fresh air in every day is a site to see love the person who they are see who they real are show the feelings of yourself don't hide them in the closet where the demons come out finding that one is hard to do never expect to find the man in him he is true to who he is my sense's came to me I thought my life will end alone and only me until that night it took two sense's to connect a relationship to be bond full of love and endures by two people who love the air it breath where they open the door many times over to see the site of two beautiful people that came to be
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 5:18 PM UTC
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