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At the touch of your lips
I do crazy back flips.
You make my heart melt like butter
Every time i hear you stutter.
When I'm with you, i get all warm.
Because with you, I transform.
Your touch makes shivers go up and down my spine.
I am so lucky that I get to call you mine.
I do crazy back flips.
You make my heart melt like butter
Every time i hear you stutter.
When I'm with you, i get all warm.
Because with you, I transform.
Your touch makes shivers go up and down my spine.
I am so lucky that I get to call you mine.
Literature
Waiting
Waiting
I am wondering where,
Everyone has gone
I don't believe that I,
Have ever felt so alone
I am listening!
I am hearing!
And I am daring you,
To open your mind too
Because...
I am,
Waiting!
For you to listen to me,
But you don't hear me
I am,
Waiting!
For you to understand me,
But it's me and mine,
That you don't heed
So I am,
Still waiting!
I am sitting here,
Watching the world go by,
And I am watching all of you,
As you live out their lies
I am listening!
But nothing is what I hear...!
Open your mind!
You might be surprised at what's inside
So...
I am,
Waiting!
For you to listen
Literature
Waiting On You
Life will never be the same.
You will never love me,
You will never realize how much I love you...
You're just a chapter in the book of life
The life that can never be,
Because I don't know when I'll be able to end this chapter,
When I can finally move on...
The chapter keeps getting longer and longer
It's endless
Full of happiness,
Pain,
Misery,
And longing.
I'm all alone
Even when I thought I wasn't,
When I was with you,
I was still alone
I just never realized it
I wish I had,
Or maybe I don't.
I wouldn't have had that happiness you gave me,
The spark of hope,
The flicker of light that life can be truly bearable
But t
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ALONE
No one can see the pain that we hide,
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
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Was for the ex. :/
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