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White Band
I wear it on my arm as a symbol of our love,
I admired it and you gave away a part of you to me.
Your style, your flair, your elegance
bounces against veins pumping blood to my metaphorical heart, always.
A symbol of healing, of patching things up...
a bandaid of the heart, the soul...
...of us.
I will be your white band,
I will soak away all that pain, that hurt, t...
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:47 pm
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