July 17, 2012
By Worshipper BRONZE, Libby, Montana
Worshipper BRONZE, Libby, Montana
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Favorite Quote:
Last night I lay awake looking up at the ceiling and unasked myself "Where the heck is my roof?"

Through my heart your voice resounds,

forever Engraved upon my soul.

And I’m afraid, if I let go,

I will be with you no more.

If you should perish, and cease to exist,

my heart will no longer live.

I relish In memories of you,

But You still shall be gone.

Depression again takes my soul,

And I collapse insidiously,

muttering your Amorous name,

And I shall be in misery again

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