Loves dead.

January 10, 2010
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Your hand in mine,so gentle to the touch.
I get so nervous, sometimes i blush.
I fear heartbreak and lies, thats what happens when love dies.
I guess it was lust if it became diceast.
Love is a heart which never stops it's beat.
That beat that I feel lying against your chest.
It makes me believe I'm in a whole diffrent world, In which you pocess.
A world where all my dreams are coming true.
A world where my heart is set on you.

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