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By TaintedOne Date: 2002 Apr 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.19.12.48.972]] |
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when i was younger there were days that sunrise only meant your face was brighter clocks were there only to count moments that i could feel your breath on my shoulder when i was happier there were times that nights brought candles, wine, and you fires burned only next to warmed up rugs that we could roll on and kiss like magic when i was younger there were days that falling asleep meant i was in you naked was the only lullaby for us only now i sleep to remember what it meant to be together? |