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Mar 2013
Wipe my eyes clean with saline found inside your tears
Make sure they're happy, none from sadness, none from fears
Show me the happiness that I have never known
Give me a reason to hold your hand while I roam

I'm no prophet but I can tell this will be right
By the sound of your voice that carries through the night
And I can finally see and hear all thanks to you
Just ask me, dear, to love you and that's what I'll do

Tender feelings and mixed emotions pass by like cars
Shedding light on this dark, drab day wherever you are
Holding kisses and saving hugs for tic-tac-toe
Loving you, dear and feeling you and you alone
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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