Alone

November 17, 2011
By alexleonrjs SILVER, San Jose, Other
alexleonrjs SILVER, San Jose, Other
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Salty drops fall down
Shoulder, I need but only yours
The breeze combs my hair
Why can’t it be your hand instead?
Can’t you hear me plea for you?



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