With this last wordA Poem by Quattro Hall
With
this last kiss I want you more. With
this last hand I want to hold yours. With
this last smile I fear you. With
this last touch I care for you. With
this last moment I will want you. With
this last glance I will feel you. With
this last walk I walk away from you. With
this last bit of time I will wonder what’s next. With
this last bit a sanity I will care about myself. © 2013 Quattro Hall |
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2 Reviews Added on March 7, 2013 Last Updated on March 7, 2013 AuthorQuattro HallOHAboutI'm not a good writer. In fact I would say I don't know many people that are worst at grammar then me. Yet I know this, I am dyslexic. I had to teach my self almost everything I know in the ways of r.. more..Writing
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