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Jun 2010
What am I to you?
A memory of a flower blooming?
A dream of clouds floating?
When you looked at me I felt hungry for a taste,
A taste of passion,
I cant admit,
love is nothing but a dim light now,
but its getting brighter around you,
I f I go to heaven I'll tell God about you,
And wish you could come too,
My hunger now grows,
Can you sacrifice yourself for my needs?
Do you see me as a sheet on your bed,
so simple yet sweet?
can you feel what I feel?
Written by
Tia
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