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Fall NightsFall nights are lonely Without you here, I lay in bed And silently shed my tears. I remember the days When we used to hold hands, Loving each other every day That's what God had planned. He brought our souls together Now, our love's torn apart, I want my fall nights to be with you Forever you remain, inside this broken heart. Copyright Cynthia Jones Oct.19/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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