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Jul 2013
When I lay in your arms there is always an embrace;
You don't pick and choose cause of my race.
You massage the day's stress away,
Having me ready for the next day.
You kept me warm, when it's cold.
I cried on your shoulder and you didn't tell a soul.
You held me up when I couldn't stand.
With you, I fantasized about beautiful oceans and  torn battled land.
While with you I have been a king and dreamt of falling from plane.
But being in you have brought me from being insane, to sane.
You have seen my heart broken and I have scattered some too.
But my happiness wouldn't be complete without you!
Lazarus Poole
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Lazarus Poole  ALABAMA
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