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Apr 2011
Moved to tears,
that's how I feel
when I think about our years.

How you helped me fight my fears,
every touch was so real,
moved to tears.

It's been all these years
and with the devil I have made a deal
when I think about ours years.

No help from my peers
could rid me of the pains that real,
moved to tears.

With snickers and sneers,
all my love, my whole heart, you steal
when I think about our years.

Love inside me still rears
it's head, so surreal.
Moved to tears
when I think about our years.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae
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Cassie Mae
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