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Jun 2014
We Blink

8 days till the sun awakes the dawn.
Three days past.
We blink.
The moments gone.

Closer comes the time, together you and me.
But the end isn't too far to see.
Simple to fall before our hearts compliance.
While praying that it won't end in silence.

It's difficult to describe the way I feel.
Like a cut on the tip of my tongue that won't heal.

I guess I'm just begging you not to go.
I know it's rather early but baby you gotta know
Jonathan Wood
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Jonathan Wood  33/M/Home?
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