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May 2014
I cometh not to stay forever, I'm carried upon a lightening bolt,
I'm not sending you confusion, wrapped up in a tissue box,
You need not those tissues to wipe away your tears,
You saved your tears for those fearful moments,
Those when I come and wipe your streaming nose,
Bathe them away darling,
I shall be there,
Making my own most powerful noise,
Maybe, just maybe you can set me free,
Or maybe, you can curl up only with me and my pen,
Again,
Not looking for true love,
just looking for you my love, the only one,Β Β that was ever real.
Baby, let me feel again the way we made each other feel,
You were no fantasy,
Baby you were real!
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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