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Jul 2011
It's been two long months,
I need to see your face.
I want to hold you tight,
Your body against mine.
I don't want to hide anymore,
This secret is killing me.
Emerge in the warm sun,
Your hand in mine.
Please don't refuse me,
Cause darlin' you'll lose me.
I miss the sound of your voice,
Your laugh.
Soft blue eyes,
Smile.
I've lost my train of though...
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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