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Dec 2012
I let it slip. I fell for you.
But the feelings, slipstream to a heart so true,
forever blue and the very smell of you,
makes me shiver, in our river of truth,
what doesn't **** me, won't hurt me and
the very mention of your name,
makes me shake,
that was my only mistake was loving you
my sweet surrender.
Harpo Rhum
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