Feb 2016
My body aches.
My fingers tremble,
My body quakes.
My back is sore,
My heart hurts more.
Love's a builder,
Pain is what it makes.
The Winter's here,
The love is gone.
My body aches.
My fingers tremble,
My body quakes.
My back is sore,
My heart hurts more.
Love's a builder,
Pain is what it makes.
The Winter's here,
The love is gone.
My body aches.
(Oxford Ohio)
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