If You Were Here
By Abyssia
Here - Words shine like No stars could. Touched by life You breathe into me And all I need is... Gone. You take away my essence. Waiting becomes an occupation - Payment is a luxury. Expectations grow sour. My fondness lies... Here.Might add more later, but... eh. Here it is. Written September 26th, 2001 © on Sep 25 2001 08:06 PM PST 18 • 1 • 10
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