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Dec 2010
Do I need to say more, when one is not a *****?
Must I reveal that you mean more to me...
more than when we met in may!
Is it true, did you wish upon that first full moon?
Notice me...
       I'm blank...
                   and colorless...
you are colored and relentless.
Draw on me as you desire and I'll dream as though we were endless.
Why?
Its not hard to comply.
Wear a garment to hold your preserves.
Let me drink from your effort it thrives with passion.
Just accept me please...!
Prove.  Me.  Wrong.
Written by
Liv C  F
(F)   
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