My Precious Dear
12/24/2004 @ 5:14pm
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By: theboss |
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In the beginning
there were a few.
Now in the end
there is only you.
But I look around
and you aren't there.
Then I really see
how life is unfair.
I think of you
more than you know.
But when I think of you
I'm overcome with woe.
But I can say it now
without fear.
That I love you
my precious dear.
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