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Her Room Behind My Eyelids
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Love There is a place I tend to go
A place I dream and want to know
A warm and cozy comfy bed
The place where you now rest your head
I close my eyes and tiptoe in
My face wearing a blissful grin
But not for long for I must go
Before I leave I kiss her though
Nice, Daniel... very
Nice, Daniel... very sweet.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
You comment on so many of my
You comment on so many of my works! Thank you soooo much! :D