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Dec 2013
Falling from grace she can't erase
Years of worry from her pretty face
Elegant eyes wrinkled and tired
But ageless beauty never expire

I've gotten used to being alone
But I miss you like hell when I get ******
Heavy is my heart when I dream of you
But thats ok 'cuz I'm always blue

In my case she's seen my true face
The highly intellectual basket case
It's as if she leaves me time and again
I hold my breath as long as I can

It's not so easy to pretend
When you're on the outside looking in
Yet truth is I really care
And now I'm gasping for some air....
Re: FROM JUNE
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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