His PoemHis eyes embellished remorse His belly turn with fear His chest pump with pride His back broken...searedHis Poem
Her lids guard his scar Her brow entraps his fear Her breast softens pride Her is His dream Nightmare is far from here
His love stripped to bear His attempts were comfortly futile His hands now broken with care His weeps for His weakened cuticle
Her is the wrapping on the present Her is the pleasure of the past when His heart laid broken Her love melded His cast
His liver rottenly decayed His veins now spo
you gave in : D
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where will you be when the rain falls?
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