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Forever more, hers
Category: Writing and Poetry
... Her She's the pride of my soul, how my heart aches when she's not near. I love her, to the point I feel as if this life isn't enough for her. The way she walks, her hips swaying in sight The way she talks, her eyes glimmer in the moonlight However she may fear. My heart is beating in the darkest night. Longing for her Wishing for her Yet for her she may not come For my heart is all for h... » Continue Reading