This is a poem i wrote a while back (5/7/04)
He Cut Her Deep
He took his knife,
he cut her deep,
she prayed the lord her soul to keep,
for if she died before the sun did wake,
she knew her soul was his to take,
he whispered nothing in her ear,
she lived with the hate and the fear,
he touched her, not at all,
watch the silver tear drops fall,
he
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....love....
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happy new year. :-/
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....love....
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