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Every word from my mouth
Such imperfection
I can never find words to explain
The feelings I know
How knowing I feel
So deep just scares me away

Truthfully
I want nothing more than you
Spend an hour, a day with you
Maybe I’m asking for too much
I just need to feel you’re touch

Every smile, so sincere,
Is crooked
I’m sure you’ve noticed, I cower
The feelings I have
Having felt how I never have
It pushes my commonsense to the side




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On Sunday May 8th, 2005, VenomPlease (180) writes:
Holy hell I love this! You've got a nice style. I'll make sure and check some more of your stuff out.


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ugh, I sink into these words all too perfectly, ...it hurts, badly, thank you I guess, ha. ~b



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