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On and On…
April 15, 2008, 9:51 pm
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Is It real.

The way I assume

You feel.

The way your tongue grazes my lips

The music swells to the swerve of your hips.

The walls disolve

And all is Black.

I open my eyes

And see you staring back.

Still for a second

Then remebering to breathe.

Completly lost–

I take my leave.

You follow suit

And the world stops spining.

The air grows cold

And we keep on living.


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