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What a joyous morning smile Waking up to beauty Rolling out of bed To find myself alone Closets are empty as I search Leaving me with shredded threads And scraps of dispair Hangers Are her symbol of imprudent Reackless cuts with scissors We shared a magic moment Pouring wine from the finest vintage Across the land Toasting This magnificent creature While I'm seduced as a drunk We slumbered as one But passionate as jackals A night of remembrance Has jeopardized me How can I repay the apparels of a friend?
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Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 5:54 AM UTC
Shredding Passion
What a joyous morning smile Waking up to beauty Rolling out of bed To find myself alone Closets are empty as I search Leaving me with shredded threads And scraps of dispair Hangers Are her symbol of imprudent Reackless cuts with scissors We shared a magic moment Pouring wine from the finest vintage Across the land Toasting This magnificent creature While I'm seduced as a drunk We slumbered as one But passionate as jackals A night of remembrance Has jeopardized me How can I repay the apparels of a friend?
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Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 5:54 AM UTC
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