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Missing. posted on: Sunday, Oct. 11, 2009 at 1:26 pm |
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It's early morning, love, are you awake? A semblance of your face these weird lights make. If I could have your mouth, your hand, your eye, To comfort me in my sweet misery - Your mouth to cease the trembling of my lips, Your hand to feel your tender fingertips, Your eye, which holds the key to reassure Me that you'll stay with me forevermore - But darkness offers me no such respite. I'll only have the dream of you, tonight. |
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