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By amaryllis Date: 2003 Mar 09 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.09.14.02.1126]] |
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I try to write of ANYTHING Rather that what I want to write about... You My thoughs have been stolen You've kept them prisoner without even trying Much longer than I realized Till now I've found that I'm always waiting for that first smile Felt through the air Then your laugh follows And my day feels complete Like a greedy child I hold on to that smile and laugh Admiring it during the hours your gone from my day Then tomorrow comes And the whole process repeats itself in perfect consistency |