connection
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The thorns of love She shared with him Pierced her skin deep Inflamed the heart And infected the soul Grew like a virus Taking hold of her Drawing her down It felt like torture. That’s what he did I am not sure that he cared For he never laid his heart bare He protected it…
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It’s a crisp December And the frost covers the ground It chills you to the bone And eerily there’s no sound Creatures hibernating I wish that I was too On this crisp December morning The thought of being close to you Warms my heart and my soul I wish that I was at home In…