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Poetry / Writing / Huh....
« on: May 08, 2003, 04:58:33 pm »
Of all the poems that I wrote to her, this simple one made her cry.
As I turned I felt a burn, as I fell
I could not see, I was let free, as I fell
There was a pain that would remain, as I fell
As I fell in Love with You.
As I turned I felt a burn, as I fell
I could not see, I was let free, as I fell
There was a pain that would remain, as I fell
As I fell in Love with You.