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| CLOUDS Clouds so pillowy and soft As we look upward at the light of LOVE And we step through the small separation in our path and come crashing back to earth, losing eachother's hand...... |
| So if my love was a balloon which I had so willingly handed to you....with the heart of my essence.....and the heart of my soul. Then would you feel the lightness from all that i would say........or see the beauty of my words as only a mere bit of temptaion floating in the air?...if this would be the sign for which you so desperately seek.....then would you take it's colours.....in the way they were meant ? LOVE comes in many colours as does....the passing of the yesterdays. so in these balloons please find my H E A R T T I E D T O Y O U R S I LOVE YOU A N D ALWAYS WILL |
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| WHAT A BIG FAT LIE THIS ALL HAS BEEN......DO NOT BELIEVE ANYONE ON THIS DAMN INTERNET |
WHAT WORD WERE YOU LOOKING FOR ?????? ..heheheh.. UNDER SEVERE CONSTRUCTION SORRY FOLKS...DEAD END |