Cry of the Forlorn aka poem #5
Wisper sweet little nothings in my ear
so soft and quiet i can barely hear
your soothing voice is all i fear
for you are the one i hold dear
and every second you are not near
I try so hard, to not shed a tear
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Wisper sweet little nothings in my ear
so soft and quiet i can barely hear
your soothing voice is all i fear
for you are the one i hold dear
and every second you are not near
I try so hard, to not shed a tear
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