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Thursday, 3 May 2012

A Symptom Of Love.


It frightens me,
The physical effect,
Your presence,
Has on my heart,
It beats so fast,
It could rip,
Through my chest,
Or stop completely,
At any moment,
I could die in your arms,
There's no other place,
I'd rather be.

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