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PLease don't go.
I feel his skin so close to mine,
I feel his hands carressing me lovingly.
I still feel him all over me.
I know he's there,
I hear his voice.
I feel his hands holding me.
I can tell him I love him,
but he always knows
everything before I tell him.
He makes me smile,
he makes me laugh,
I never feel this way with another,
He who knows me so well,
he knows I won't betry him,
I holds him closely.
He who knows I trust him,
does he lie?
I know he wouldn't.
Everytime he walks away,
I want him to stay,
and I whisper,
Please don't go.
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