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L I Y A N A' S . T H O U G H T S
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Monday, March 13, 2006
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His Smell. My Dream
Mood: Drunk over perfume
He made me a video of our memories together as a going away present and he sprayed his perfume on the paper.. I love his smell.. on that paper, he wrote a poem.
My love-lorned heart dreads.. Time be my enemy.. If I may I'd fight this demon just to have you in my sight.. But alas its boundless like how I hold you dear in my heart..
Each tear I'd keep in a vial, I'd hang around my neck.. Till I get to have them dry on your cheeks as tears of joy upon my coming..
Be hearty for I'm not gone away.. Just closer to thy heart.. Know that every morrow sun brings us closer though space and time separates.. I love and hold you dear in thine.. You have my heart and soul..