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Dec 2011
Does your hand still fit in mine,

Has our touch just lost its time,

The taste of your kiss lingers still,

The thought of sharing could make me ****,

I remember your scent stained on mine,

Still i lie and say im fine,

The imprint of your body taints my embrace,

The beautiful image of your innocent face,

The breaths you took as you gently slept,

The final night as i silently wept,

The kiss goodbye it still remains,

It will never feel the same.

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Shane Teter
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Shane Teter
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