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Jan 2014
You left me tongue-tied, young man,
Feeling like a soldier with no gun.

Reached for the last piece on the ground,
Still, tripping all over, unarmed.

My lost soul, you found it crumbling,
At the very break of dawn, not surprising.

You gladly took me in your arms,
And all at once, I felt the warmth.

But the next hours were just so tough,
You stole my heart, but just put the flame out.

Spoke your words out of the blue,
From a couple o' songs with a lonely tune.

Please give me a reason not to ever quit,
Love burns, but for you, I'm willing to take a risk.
Ceryn
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Ceryn  32/F/PH
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