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Confession

November 4 2001 at 12:56 AM
 

 

lying on an un-made bed,
thinking thoughts that cant be said.
only when my thoughts are spoken,
can my heart become unbroken.
when I speak with captive tongue,
my lovely song can not be sung.
my thoughts are to remain my own
this action though I don't condone.
my love I must confess to you,
I've never spoken words so true...



 
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  • so.. - fiza on Nov 9, 2001, 10:01 PM
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