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Sighs of a Song
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Sighs of a Song |
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lovejunkie Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 93Indiana |
Rub myself into oblivion To the night, I'm givin' in Sighed myself to sleep again Cried to my heart to stop the sin Talk, walk and moan Breathe, bake, and bone Strum on the strings Feel all kinds of things How your voice sounds when it sings. Your guitar screams it rings. Rub myself into oblivion To the night I'm givin' in talk is cheap and she's a creep "...Come on baby light my fire..." Baby, you're the one I desire Talk, walk and moan Breate, bake, and bone "All you need is love..." -The Beatles |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome write. I loved the read. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Wow, bold poem. I loved that song! |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Your words would the fire And I suppose Agents Would light the rest Your words are good Best of luck Dave |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
All you need is love love love Love is all you need... There's nothin you can say that can't be sung..... It's easy...... I really enjoyed this little trip you took me on in this piece.... Eric |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
neat piece |
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