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Jun 2015
Yearning for your touch...craving your smile,and longing for your embrace...nothing to do,but sit...wait...and contemplate the day you come back to me...your name etched on my chest,a badge proudly worn...nothing like a woman's scorn...my chest shall forever be in love with you...It bares the scars and pain...and will always remember your name...nothing to do,but sit...wait...and contemplate
Mark Lucatorto
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Mark Lucatorto  Albuquerque
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