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Nostalgic Sense
By matteus
just take it in your hand, drive it through where my heart was once beating.
i shall not harm another for this is my last hour of this immortal life.
your scent fills the airs, your scent which ive smelled from miles away,
same nostalgia when i last saw you. how can i forget your voice and your
smell and the very way your heart would beat to my ear.
a distinct
look grew upon your face when i revealed my secret to you, but how hath
thou not noticed it before.
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Copyright 2012 matteus
Published on Thursday, September 6, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
The secret was my immortal love for herComments on "Nostalgic Sense"
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A former member wrote:
language, consistancy...
olde enghlish
or modern,
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A former member wrote:
You are such a beautiful writer!! I enjoy all of your pieces. Please keep writing!! :)
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