this years love
Could it ever be harder, or easier
second's pass, people walk past, and my eyes don't leave his
He knows this is all he's ever going to want
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every kiss
every word
stand on eternal stone
hot and vibrant
even if
in the end
dust
dry and without substance
still the sweet present is delightful
a fine poem
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every kiss every word stand on eternal stone hot and vibrant even if in the end dust dry and without substance still the sweet present is delightful a fine poem