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Sep 2010
You make me yearn,
for things untouchable.
You make me learn,
lessons invaluable, unforgettable.
You make me turn,
around and face up to fear and anxiety.
You make me burn,
for your touch, for your skin.
You make me earn,
everything and it's all for nothing.
You make me return,
to all those feelings lost in the fire of the past.
You make me spurn,
all trivial "lovers" that mean so little.
ER Graves-Swinney
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ER Graves-Swinney
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