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Quick Hail Storm

My thoughts blur with the mention of her name They turn to quiet thoughts of brighter nights And my heart transpires an awesome flame But still cannot compare to her souls light. So quickly I am bound with lust and awe She mesmerizes me without a move. I gaze upon her skin, it’s without flaw Her eyes reach mine, I see she dissaproves. Yet wash over me like monstrous waves I get knocked down a great hail storm ensues Bitter cold creeping up my skin I brave The pain is harsh my heart is sure to bruise. Still I stand and weather the storm for her Deep inside I know I have her favor.
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ryan-kleinschmidt
American
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Feb 15, 2012
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