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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Couple weeks back.

Been here for almost an hour.
Waiting for you to come out at day break.
When all the secrets unfold.
The time your deepest feelings are told.

I long to hear your voice and see you.
Just want to hear those words.
And see that smile take over your face.
My remedy for fears that need to be replaced.

So walk on out, come on over.
Kidnap me like you’ve done to my heart.
His lips, his taste, nothing compared to yours.
Seeing you with her is the hardest part.

When you call me, I hear you sing.
Your sound in my head forever lingering.
But hearing about how you love her.
You’ve torn me apart, we’re a beautiful disaster.

Still I wait for you to open your eyes and see.
That it’s time to realize, we’re meant to be.
So pull me closer and hold me tight.
Cuz you’re the one I dream of every night.

So walk on out, come on over.
Kidnap me like you’ve done to my heart.
His lips, his taste, nothing compared to yours.
Seeing you with her tears me apart.

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