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My temperature is rising.
My heart is rumbling.
My lips are mumbling.
Your name!
Oh your name pure and sweet.
What is a name but a rose just as sweet.
Feelings.
Of loneliness without your gentle touch.
You are my drug of which is never to much.
Scents, sweet and long.
My glimmering rose.
But I utter a sure cry for help.
For i miss you as you leave and go.
And without you I am not.
You are my Half.
The whole to my heart.
And I wish we never depart



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