What is it you do to me my dear? Why must denial be set? Moments ago I saw a glimmer, now I see avoidance. Every now and again I catch something but it is quickly denied and receded. What is the point of these oddities? Where do I sit inside your head? Tell me this, speak to me for real. I want you back. "No time to live an doubt it, girl, I'm worth the second chance." Time passes yet you do not. I tried and wanted like I had before but within I feel something more. Return to me my girl. Your beautiful eyes haunt me. Your passion draws me. Why can't you drop that and pick me back up? You are what I want.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
A Note To Read
What is it you do to me my dear? Why must denial be set? Moments ago I saw a glimmer, now I see avoidance. Every now and again I catch something but it is quickly denied and receded. What is the point of these oddities? Where do I sit inside your head? Tell me this, speak to me for real. I want you back. "No time to live an doubt it, girl, I'm worth the second chance." Time passes yet you do not. I tried and wanted like I had before but within I feel something more. Return to me my girl. Your beautiful eyes haunt me. Your passion draws me. Why can't you drop that and pick me back up? You are what I want.
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