FallingA Poem by AlexCouldn't think of a titleWithout the warmth of your soft skin against mine, I yearn for your embrace Tormented and covet I remain. Show me again your sweet face Then I realise, you've tricked me into falling, one more time You are my faith when there is none; a friend loveth at all times
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