[untitled]A Poem by LaciniusYour touch, it stains my senses. I feel you everywhere. ~ I think of you always. No matter where I am, I want you. ~ It scares me sometimes... I don't want to lose you. And you say I won't. ~ Do you blame me though? For fearing the worst? It prooves something...doesn't it?
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Added on August 5, 2008AuthorLaciniusWillow Spring, NCAboutWriting, to me, is like screaming at the top of your lungs for the whole world to hear. Whatever you say can be heard if people really want to listen... Hi! I've been writing since I was about 7 years.. more..Writing
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