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vulnerable
Contributed by
carmela
on
Wednesday, 12th August 2009 @ 02:24:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I walked down that street The place we would always meet We were 13 and I wondered what you were thinking Now the thought of it is crippling A t the risk of sounding extreme I am sure you know what I mean I begged to know what was on your mind It would be the last time You told me of ways that would make me fall in love with you If only I was aware of the journey we would go through Your plans were elaborate Far off from what I imagined It didnt take long until we made an oath to never be apart We were 16 when I gave you my heart Allowing myself to be vulnerable Only if it wasnt so wonderful Maybe I could have spared myself the pain But my love I could not constrain
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carmela
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2009-08-12 14:24:04] (Date/Time posted on
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