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| The Last Kiss Laughter danced upon your lips the flavor was delicious. Wanting more I pleaded that is all I wished. Memories, I hold still Romantic moments frozen. in my mind forever more, this dream that I have chosen. Burned in stone my epitaph, Kiss me one more time. because they�ll never get the rest, on one stone or a line. Le Masked Writer <-.-> Sweet Dreams Mon Chere (C) 2001 T Lovett |
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