Everyman's: Yet You Do Not Come To Me

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Sunday, December 16, 2007

Yet You Do Not Come To Me

You never call me You never come to my dream I see you in all my desires I get you when you give me no cry. I am rotting in breathless silence I wait for you as the crosswind blows Yet you do not come to me. Sign in to see full entry.

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