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The Beginning |
| Written by Michelle Portz | |
| Tuesday, 01 July 2008 | |
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My soul feels far, as if it is reaching for yours Contact erases my memory Content with the fact you are near to me Your touch sends me into shock Inhibitions from a younger me unlock My mind in a temporary mess If only this could remain endless I feel nothing but you Just you Do you understand what you do to me? Could you ever know?
Copyright 2008 Michelle Portz |
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| Last Updated ( Tuesday, 01 July 2008 ) |
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