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by Amber   Sep 1, 2004


The stars in your eyes
The warmth of your heart
feels to be cold like the night
I wait and wonder past the hour
Day by day and smell the flowers
My kindness hurts
My pain feels good
and here you are yet there I stood
alone in the dark
my eyes they burn
like fire the tips of the flame I yearn
the barbed wire I feel
among the heart of desir

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