Friday, August 31, 2007

'Jimmy' Comments

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As I smell the Fall I feel you
It was then that we met
Your long black hair and the smell of your leather jacket mists the air
I need to think of you sometimes
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Samael Wolf 01 September 2007

They always live on, in memory. Beautiful poem.

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