My Loved One,Skin
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When i sit and watch you sleep,you look so tired and worn
you are rushing about,to sort things out,over things that`s torn
I wish i could take the weight off you and wave a magic wand
to make things run as smoothly as a pebbled tossed in a pond
The ripples expanding so smoothly,that is what i want ,Skin
so that you can rest at ease and have peace within x
Copyright © Paul Beadnall | Year Posted 2011
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