ONE HUNDRED FORTY-THREE

by RObert John

I never thought this time would come,
Loneliness is like a tragedy,
Overwhelming deep within me,
Value each word I say,
Enchanted with never ending love,
Your smiles linger,
Over my mind to remember,
Under my soul to keep,
Nothing can change you are to me,
Having one reason from thousands,
Is the way i say to you i love you,
Encompasses by my world you're to stay and be loved...



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Submission date : 2009-05-20

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