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May 2013
I long for the the nite's
Your with me
Laid out in crimson
N lace,
Try as I might
Just did not see
My truth,
Was in your dark embrace
Morning is come
You left me
Grace was the scent
Of your hair
Trying to forget
Reminds me
Of all we are no longer
To share
I know it is now
I am broken
Love is at times
A messed up affair
Promises in blood
Have been spoken
Tell me how
I'm no longer to care.           Hy
Henry Yarbrough
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Henry Yarbrough  texas
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