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It's just a poem. I couldn't describe it. Everything is mixed. |
| I never asked really for much Just simply for me to feel his touch I never wanted anything more Than to see him walk again through the front door Before him I was alone But then he came around and his love was shown I never knew how hard I could cry Until the moment we had to say good-bye I don't want anything more Than to see him walk back through the front door I want him to come back and make my heart soar To love me like he did before But most of all so I could feel his touch once more |