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Doar
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what I have watched and will watch and view again.
that girl, that woman,
over there
viewing her downcast eyes
looking at her disconnected glances
watching me walk over to her and holding her in my arms,
saying "I care"
to her.
letting her tremble,
letting her get her tremble out.
to That Girl Over There.
I Tremble with You.
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Doar
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who wanted a poem from a sick man.
Here is the poem;
Gone were the words of disbelief,
of afraid and stare downs,
the shoulder raised and chains thrown,
the man transforming from the known.
Gone were the knocks and hacks
of a neon led daybreak,
if there were such a heavy
lifted information.
Gone are the people passing through,
the once dead and once living,
if only they had streamed
and dreamed, not of them.
They are the girl over there
they dream of her bare skin,
and all the hours of candles burning,
keep travelling in all my dear.
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that girl over there
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i was totally teasing! i can't believe that you wrote one.
kisses. love you.
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Doar
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Hugs babe, and my hands caressing.
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rhin
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i love you so much.
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