Melissa

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Melissa

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2 Mesajları
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01-01-70
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Sometimes. 1.26 0:22 When I get in bed at night I pretend I’m in your arms,  My fingers tap a song To the beat your heart would make. Occasionally, I wrap my arms Around myself.  And whisper to “you” How I feel. I guess your cologne is going to my head. Maybe I should stop wearing it to bed.

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Daunting Death among   The tree tops with ease   Of sacred words expelled from   Unholy mouths,  Speaking ruthless hymns and  Singing villainous creations. Lo- I speak to you in times of need  Or worthless days yearning for fulfillment    Did we not see the red sun   Through the trees?  While the#mooncries silver tears   On the blood stained canopies;  Snow covers fresh,   Blushed with age. Lo- How can you not see  The death among the trees?

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