jessamaerosete99
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Lost and Gone I sitted alone beside the firelight, Keep on whining in the middle of the night. Accepting the heat from the burnt firewoods, If only I could steal him back,—I probably would. My eyes are soaking wet, tears keep on flowing. I stand and walk... – *by Jessa Mae Marie Rosete*	1 View added 1 year ago	Rating
Melancholic Paranoma of Bygone "... – *by Jessa Mae Marie Rosete*	11 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Melncholic Paranoma of Bygone "... – *by Jessa Mae Marie Rosete*	4 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

I sitted alone beside the firelight,
Keep on whining in the middle of the night.
Accepting the heat from the burnt firewoods,
If only I could steal him back,—I probably would.

My eyes are soaking wet, tears keep on flowing.
I stand and walk...

– by Jessa Mae Marie Rosete

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