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Sep 2010
I've come to taint the sunrise
with all the everythings you left behind
your smell on my sheets & pillows
& the image of you stuck in my mind.
The note from All Hallow Eve -
the first show we would attend
the kiss we shared that evening
listening to The Sindicate.
All the flowers that I made you
a simple duct tape valentine
the embrace in which you held me
and said that you'd be mine.
The love you said you'd never known
until I came into your life
all the little nothings that we shared
that turned out to be a lie.
Written September 3, 2010- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart
Written by
James M Boyer
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