![cuatro y quince](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
No puedo dormirMis suenos me traicionanCada vez que cierro mis ojos… te veoSueno en las dias que puedo sentir tu calor,besarte,y hacerte el amo..
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![the claim](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
My “claim”…I did what I believe needed to be doneI needed to set things straightI needed to get awaySo here it is…Ignore the..
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![…Por ti…](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
…Por ti…Siento la pena y el dolorEs el olor de tu recuerdoEs el saborEs el sabor de este momentoUn abrazo sin medidaYa no se que pensarD..
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![Ahora sin ti](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Ahora sin tiNo dejo de pensar en el ayerMe diste una muestraY me dejaste intoxicada.Borracha de ti.Llegaste a encenderMi passion, mis sentimientos.Tod..
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![necesito decirte...](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
necesito decirte...ni un momento dejo de pensar en timi alma esta atado a la tuyay te entrego mi amor eternopor ti, mi amor es intenso.siento el calor..
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![No tengo remedio](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
No tengo remediode este amory necesito de ti.Me haces falta amorte adoro y siempre estareeperando un suspiro tuyo.Nunca quiero perder un momento conti..
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![your shirt...](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
my quiet bosom rests in the feeling you left behind,wrapped in comfort knowing you were here.
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![when I miss you the most...](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
When the lips that kiss me goodnight fumble When the hand I reach for isn’t yoursWhen the warmth in my bed is not from you And the eyes I wake ..
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![rest your tired head](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Rest your tired head, Dream of better times, Pray for them ahead. Time to leave the past,Disappointment and heartbreak to bed. Clear your mind o..
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![i awaken and i am alone](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
an aching in my bellyand numb throughout.solitude runs deeper than once believed,and it finds its way to the soul.boiling, festering and in turn,beggi..
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