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by JHN Jun 3, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
My heart from your soul, My veins from your blood, Crucify them into your bone; For my 4yrs of suffering. Moisture of our memories Sterilized by your nasty pain, And my wacky day Will gone by the way. I saw you dreaming on the moon, You saw me catching emotion. Hallucination replaces my sedation And your hope for agony. My last will live, Is my last will to love you. I need your thought To end these creepy poem.