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By Marshall Hann Submitted by blessed23 Date: 2005 Nov 04 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.04.03.29.15003]] |
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I am wounded making my way back home divorcing these temptations from my soul could you watch over me while I sleep and gently fold my worries underneath the darkness of the night: Kiss me and leave the stars in envy (drag me back into that yesterday where I had no want) Someday I'll bend and admit that I am wrong until then won't you join me and this firelight for just tonight, we can count the snowflakes as they fall upon our skin; melting what little desire remains. |