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It is so hard to believe anyone, or anything, anymore His hands were strong, his touch was like no one before He looked in my eyes and I made myself believe just maybe My head resting on his chest I prayed he was for only me We were standing wrapped in each other’s arms that night How could one man, a total stranger, feel so suddenly right I couldn’t tell him how he moved me, I had to hold back He could never understand I saw he had what others lack Nothing so surprisingly short should hurt so deep or so long I can still feel him in the darkness, so beautiful, so strong Never been this lost before, never known that kind of joy Always wanted a chance to fall in love with a real cowboy
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 2:04 AM UTC
Real Cowboy
It is so hard to believe anyone, or anything, anymore His hands were strong, his touch was like no one before He looked in my eyes and I made myself believe just maybe My head resting on his chest I prayed he was for only me We were standing wrapped in each other’s arms that night How could one man, a total stranger, feel so suddenly right I couldn’t tell him how he moved me, I had to hold back He could never understand I saw he had what others lack Nothing so surprisingly short should hurt so deep or so long I can still feel him in the darkness, so beautiful, so strong Never been this lost before, never known that kind of joy Always wanted a chance to fall in love with a real cowboy
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 2:04 AM UTC
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