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Saturday, December 04, 2004

you

a touch of luck
or perhaps illusions of grandeur
it's almost too good to be true
and too much to endure
a sweet little gesture
with a few select words
resonating through the mind
covering the hurt
while it may as always end up being lies
it's tempting to believe
more than band-aid to those wounds
more than temporary relief
everytime those eyes meet
it's thunder through the veins
all beauty around just fades away
to the beautiful soul and face