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by skye Sep 20, 2011 category : Love, romance / desired love
Walking the fields of love, dragging your broken heart, craving his touch, you ponder for a moment the sound of heartache splinters around you as your body spins out of control waiting and longing hoping for a new beginning the blossoming flowers sag and the green grass prickles, for real loves lost in this beautiful prison