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fingers will curlcomfortinglyround mineand i will knowwhat it isto be cherishedCHRISTMASUploaded by susancalvin. - Arts and animation videos.
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for Rich.. you left a heartbroken collection of friends in your wake.. sail on, my friend, sail ever on
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let's kissthe morning light awaythere are hills and valleysinsidethat need exploring
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as we spokehe stroked his wordsgentlyalong my ruffled edgeshealing the frayed tissuesoftlytaking the damagei’d held so closeawayto become a forl..
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lick your wordsinto my skin…i need to feel the pulseof heart on handbreath on fleshtease your teethalong my spinei can exist solelyin your touc..
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will you wait for me?as i wander aimless, slightly lostmy hair catching brambles and moonbeamsdandelions fronding through tangled strandswill you wait..
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she knows the namesof all the birds…not the ones Darwinor some other,equally myopic,scientist foolhad designated,but the real ones -the names t..
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At night you clutch the pillow to your face, calling out words to gods who have long forgotten the shuffle of this mortal coil. The empty whiskey glas..
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daily, my heart achesto write you backinto my life..scribing for alwaysthose futile ghostsof dreams better left deferred..
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always shed your sadnesses,capturing the tearsin a ceramic cup,lined carefully with lead,so as not to corrode your psyche
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