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19h
The nites are so loney
And cold in my bed
But if you were with me
I would be warm instead

Love makes us all feel
It knaws at our senses
To many taste is sweet
To others it's bitterness

But it's sweet to kiss her
Taste full ness of her lips
But then I will miss her
After that brief stolen kiss
Written by
Trinidad Apodaca
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