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Faded Stain
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The Missing Peices of My Heart What faded stain of dreams long dead,
could open a wound of such sweet regret,
only her, only those eyes.
The sinful delight of hearts and thighs,
when two dreams collide,
only one could survive,
without light the other died,
lovers linger, in lust and lies,
until all thats left of hope, is broken sky,
silent screams , and hushed goodbyes...
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Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."