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Him
Contributed by
Giggles1245
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Friday, 21st April 2006 @ 01:58:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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As his name runs through my head
I dream of him when I go to bed
He loves me and I love him
I dont care what they say
They can go eat hay!
Only reason I hardly talk on the phone
Is just so I can hear voice and tone
How it soothes my soul somehow
I wish I could call him right now
But he needs his space,let him breath
This is one way to show my love
He`s my angel from above
He stole my heart,my life,my soul
He took my heart made of coal
And turned it into a sparkling diamond
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Giggles1245
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2006-04-21 13:58:27]
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Re: Him
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by sensible_paper on
Tuesday, 6th November 2007 @ 03:49:46 AM AEST
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how sweet, I know I used to feel like this all the time.
I am now happy with the commitment made andI hope you are to.
good luck |
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Re: Him
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by gribbs on
Sunday, 18th November 2007 @ 04:17:03 AM AEST
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| children have a magical way of turning us parents inside out with a love like no other...beautifully written... |
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