The Beholder

May 5, 2010
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They Say Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder. My Heart Wails Out When My Body Wishes To Hold Her. My Eyes Tear Up for They Wish To be Shown To Her. My Love Cripples For My Soul And Being Crave For Her. Feel No Touch, Face Is Cold. Fear Is Hot, For I Love You, I Have Told. Her Love More Worthy To Me, Than A Rich Man's Gold. But One Question I Have Yet To Ask, Will You Stay Or Will You Go?

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