Pull Away
by Tonya Harper
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
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No more time, it is done. Pull away into the sun. 13 flowers in my hands. 7 for me and 6 for them. Love is flowing. Love is now. Push away and let out. Gentle lips kissing mine sending shivers up my spine. In the garden of my dreams things are brighter than they seem. 13 flowers in my head. 7 live but 6 are dead. Love is always in his hands. In his heart and in his plans. When the flowers go away, the night will fall to kill the day.
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