Truely BeA Poem by CoalHeartWe share a bond which Im fond of, In which no other can hold, there is a strength a feeling which keeps me a hold, The time that has past with the story that molds, where does this come from this thing which grows bold. I feel it's a lost sense a gut feeling and yet i feel tense. Only your fingers play in silence near my hearts last defense.. For this i give everything my words and my life, I know you cant break me for i break myself this night © 2008 CoalHeart
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Added on December 18, 2008 Last Updated on December 18, 2008 Author
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