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The warmth of your touch,
the air of your breath,
can paralyze my movement,
can make my ears death.
Shake my hand,
look in my eyes
anything to get a grip
on that soul you’re trying to hide
Talk to my face
look in my direction
because what I can tell
are no signs of affection.
Never leave me again
are words I tell
But soon I have developed
this unbarring shell
Protected from the world
from you the most,
Sheltered I will stay
And life I shall coast
The loneliness I shall encounter
Please finally leave me be
I’m giving us what we both want,
Separation from me.
Sileshia Bailey
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Posted by CreativeChick on 2008-02-28 01:46:55 | Rating: | Views: 71
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lovely...thanks for posting xxx
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Posted by chebtastic1
on 2008-02-28 11:27:51
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