I crave your love
More than life itself
My being aches
With every breath
Your soul I feel
United as one
My hurt you heal
I crave your love
More than life itself
My being aches
With every breath
Your soul I feel
United as one
My hurt you heal
Last edited by Widget; 12-15-2008 at 06:07 AM.
Birds make great sky circles of their freedom
How do they do it?
They fall
And in falling, they’re given wings
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