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A scene with a face in the mind, Missing that feeling of some kind. Remembering words of beauty and times, Melodies of skies and rhymes. Dancing to capture moments of bliss, Experiencing more than able to miss. Affection radiating from a look, Not admitting how much he took. Chest and mind held down as bait, Truths to be told from the wait.
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Apr 21, 2012
Apr 21, 2012 at 3:08 AM UTC
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A scene with a face in the mind, Missing that feeling of some kind. Remembering words of beauty and times, Melodies of skies and rhymes. Dancing to capture moments of bliss, Experiencing more than able to miss. Affection radiating from a look, Not admitting how much he took. Chest and mind held down as bait, Truths to be told from the wait.
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Apr 21, 2012
Apr 21, 2012 at 3:08 AM UTC
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