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Mar 17, 2008
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The Promise
The Promise
He left you in the morning,like a thief, he stole your heart.He took your hopes and dreams with him,but left behind one special part.
He took his advice and comfort,his companionship left too.He took his kiss and strong embrace,but left something special here with you. He left you with the promise,true love doesn’t end with life.That he loves you until the end of time,for you are his precious wife. One day your heart will be returned,aches and pains you will have none.Slow dancing barefoot with the man you love,when your journey here is done. And one things very certain,a silver lining to your cloud.The strength in you that’s blossomed,has made him very proud.
He left you in the morning,like a thief, he stole your heart.He took your hopes and dreams with him,but left behind one special part.
He took his advice and comfort,his companionship left too.He took his kiss and strong embrace,but left something special here with you. He left you with the promise,true love doesn’t end with life.That he loves you until the end of time,for you are his precious wife. One day your heart will be returned,aches and pains you will have none.Slow dancing barefoot with the man you love,when your journey here is done. And one things very certain,a silver lining to your cloud.The strength in you that’s blossomed,has made him very proud.
— tbeaudet, Mar 17, 2008
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Candlewitch
18 years 2 months ago
Waiting for life after death
tbeaudet
18 years 2 months ago
I understand why
Candlewitch
18 years 2 months ago
I see, In that case leave it
Rett
17 years 11 months ago
The Promise