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LOVING EYES |
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Starlights gaze, that I have known, leaves to me, a thing called alone.
Catching the twinkle, of the beauty in your eyes, even this light fades, through the tears you cry |
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So teasing is beauty, when it passes right by, even harder to resist, is to comfort your sighs.
Asking a favor, of the lady that you are, please shine on me, the gaze of your stars. |
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By Donald L Holmes |
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TOUCH MY SADNESS TO GO BACK A PAGE |
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TOUCH ME TO TURN THE PAGE |
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