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My day
How am I supposed
to live one more day?
When you, and your warmth
are somewhere away...
When objects around me
and things that I do,
just keep on reminding -
how much I miss you...
I have to survive,
I have to get through!
Remember, my heart
is beating for you.
(previously unpublished)
2 comments
Comment from: irka)) [Visitor] · http://irka2stardust.wordpress.com/
2009-Aug-06, Thu @ 01:20
Comment from: Alex [Member]
2009-Aug-06, Thu @ 09:07