Poetry from a Time Forgotten for Thursday, June 26, 2008

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Found

Every word speaks of union, no deception only the purest of love resonates from all you do. A perfect match to the impossible dream I've held within me since I was a child. Counterfeits stole parts of me. Parts of me I gave away. In the end I learned my lesson. That love is not something you go... Sign in to see full entry.

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