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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

These Lips

And with these lips,
We seal our fate,
As words of love,
Are spoken too late
As hearts cry out
and bonds are broken,
We hang from these lips,
As the truth is spoken.
Posted by Sharree at 2:25 AM
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