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The way I look at you,
Your touch sending chills down my spin.
Wanting to be with you for all time;
But wondering deep in my heart how can we last?
My fears all are here,
Afraid to let you get to close,
Somehow I think you are already there.
I want to please you but my fears hold me back,
A conscious I must have.
I can\'t make the mistake again,
But I\'ve already started to.

I will not let it end the same way this time,
I\'ll stop it now while I type in vain.
Holding all these feelings to close,
Bury them I will—I must.
For now they will remain here on this paper,
These lines;
Have no fear,
You will never know what is in my soul,
That is only for the bold.
My black hole of a soul.

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The following comments are for "Word, on a Page"
by heartbreakersbeware

Plez someone give me suggestions!!! I need help!

( Posted by: heartbreakersbeware [Member] On: March 14, 2006 )

I'll take that into account and thank you for commenting!

( Posted by: heartbreakersbeware [Member] On: March 30, 2006 )

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