Holding my Last BreathA Poem by With Each Raindrop Comes A StoryBoy meets girl, You are my dream my world, Although it's true, On my own, I feel so alone Although it's true, I'm still in love with you.
Sweet Rapture, forever more. Safe inside myself, are all my thoughts of you. Holding my last breath.
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone with you. Gimme a chance to see that you were made for me. Sweet Rapture, It lies, here tonight.
Day and night, My love is real, my feelings pure. One day you'll see it can happen to me. I need a miricle, please let me be your man.
© 2008 With Each Raindrop Comes A StoryAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 17, 2008 Last Updated on October 17, 2008 AuthorWith Each Raindrop Comes A StoryEach Raindrop Has A Story....AboutWell, Hello there and welcome to my page! A little about myself... hmm... well, there isn't really much to tell, I am a full time college student, going for my Criminal Justice- Latent Evidence D.. more..Writing
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