how vain i was, moments ago and how fast that has deminished...
my thought of you are all i know, my mind never seemes to finish...
feelings for you have grown each day, and by accident you come close...
emotions of mine have came around but im the opposite of what i was the most...
push myself away from you
hoping i can protect...
but all of my defense just wont do
love has become my own defect...
i have failed because of this, no wish or urge could help us...
i tried to keep you from this itch, this itch that made me anxious...
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