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Mar 2012
Fall asleep?  Not a chance.
Close my eyes,
Let time pass by,
End this little romance?

You lay down with me.
Your lips on mine,
For a short time,
These moments are not free.

Come morning you’ll leave
Maybe a kiss goodbye,
A cute twinkle in your eye,
The pain is hard to conceive.

So for now I stay awake
Enjoying what’s left,
Of my heart and souls theft,
Foretelling my future heart ache.
Bogie
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Bogie
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   Megan Hoagland
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