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Feb 2014
You're my addiction
That turns into an obsession
I don't feel right when you're gone
My anemic heart needs your feeble words
Those forgotten memories creeps up
But you were always there to catch me when I fall
I was there to wipe the tears
The bitter sweet taste of love
Forever stains my heart
Michael Sorley
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Michael Sorley  Rancho Cucamonga
(Rancho Cucamonga)   
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