As my lips were pressed against your own
window's pane of glass...A tear trickled
down my cheeks disheartened past!
Our path's had crossed by fate's fickle
hand...Only time can tell why we had to
depart and disband!
These hearts united from one chanced meeting
...The rythum of this heart's pitter-patter
styled like beating!
This rejected heart is pained and sad...
To fondly remembering the connected love we
once had had! 12-26-2005'.
Michael Jeffrey Gale
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