Walking with Poetry

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You make me shiver 

every time i touch you

my eyes turn silver 

every time i see you

Come and see me

i really like you

come and kiss me

and let me hold you.

I miss you darling

take my charms

i know your waiting

to take me in your arms.

Please don't harm me

in this loving case

please don't blame me

in such a place.

I rather die

than cry my dear

for it is much a lie

such on i disappear.

I'll die if you cheat

this its not a game

look what you create

a lake fame.

Such a whore

on my tree

to much gore

my eyes cannot see.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 28, 2012 ⏰

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