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By Tonya Ogbin Submitted by Tonya U Ogbin Date: 2010 Jan 12 Comment on this Work [[2010.01.12.17.13.12550]] |
| (Read this in a southern twang!) I clinch to dispair unwillingly for I have not heard your words dancing to my rythm for some time now. Hath I fallen into a shallow memory awe nevertheless I stand in fetters way to remind you with these subtle admiring words. ____ (curse word intended) I shall miss you no more for I recon you will rain your delight upon my eclips like the thunder to shutter my world unexpectedly! And thats what I like! |