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Tell Me Its Real

Your tear drop fell into my palm, I held it as if it were a jewel to my soul so calm. My thumbs whipped away your troubles and sorrows, You poured your heart out to me like never before, like it was stories. I listened very carefully and silent, Your voice sounded as if it was frightened. So understand when I say that you will not need anyone anymore, Anyone to listen to you, or even smile with you, and I say it from the core. Now a little refreshment for your thought, Tell me that this is what you sought. Did you see this coming, us being so close and in love like steal to steal, Now one more thing, please tell me what we have is real, tell me its real.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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