With whispered words,
hushed in vain,
a simple question that seemed all too strange,
to live in love,
or to bear its shame,
for what is love, without your name?
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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."
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I love your work! hugss
I love your work! hugss
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."
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I love your comments