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I like to listen to your music
Reminds me that you’re real That there’s a perfect little rhythm Behind the things you say you feel And if I could wrap you in my skin, I would Tuck you under my rib cage Let you talk for hours Until you didn’t know what more to say If I could take you with me I’d hide you in my suit case And maybe you could rid me Of this blank stare on my face And I am not who you think I am But I like the me you created more She is perfect in your eyes And exactly what you’ve been looking for You spill like syrup All over my plate Making a mess of yourself When I already ate Just take me home, I am falling apart I’m chasing my shadow and condemning my heart |
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Thats a very pretty poem
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nice !!
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(((The1, 1956, guy)))
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"oh i like that"
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() (with childlike eagerness) now, can my animal cracker come out and play?! pleeeeeease? (i said "please"!) ![]() |
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