Its fever I fell throughout the night
My whole body never quench of heating
I am so cold inside but my body blaze
The dread of your departure kills me out
Every night I stay awake saying all this…
My heart of which I cannot hold
Fear is not a friend, please go!
I know she is fine where she is at the moment
Surely I will see and hold her again
How I wish every moment is spent
Together with my sweetest and sweetest
The light in the dawn
It is your thought that rule all day
The simple smile you posses
With the whitish shiny set of teeth
A cool lovely soft of little hair body
And a long black hair that never stop arresting eye
All this and this stapled my heart
My love, in more than millions of time
Is your thought coated my sincere my heart
I miss you!
©2010 Crux!
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