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By butterfly03 Date: 2003 May 11 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.11.23.13.707]] |
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On an old shirt I can still smell your cologne. It brings me back. It makes this bed see not so empty. Willingly, I let the aroma embrace me. Swiftly I'm brought to a dreamland. We splash in the water, we frolic in the sand. Clear skies as far as my eyes can see. Suddenly I'm jolted from my slumber with a tear stained face and wonder... why you left me alone in this place. |