The girl I'm supposed to be with is taking pictures with another man claiming that its her best friend. I sit back with rage in my heart and rage on my tongue because I want to get me some. Some of her... the mere existence of a hello is something special everything slows down when I am next to her. Connect the dots and you'll see your wants are my wants so its meant to be. I'm stressed out and looking for help in this padded room called the world where your help is yourself. Be apart of me be one with my soul hear my words while I feel the curves and re-shape our mold into a give and take situation only for the emancipation in which we have both been waiting. I love you. I write that but want to say it. I eject feeling this way when really wanting to play it. Competition, competition my mind is yelling when have submission have submission if you dont want to miss the win. My heart will never forget and will hurt if this opportunity is missed but sometimes thats life.
cliffonedge
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GirlThe girl I'm supposed to be with is taking pictures with another man claiming that its her best friend. I sit back with rage in my heart and rage on my tongue because I want to get me some. Some of her... the mere existence of a hello is something special everything slows down when I am next to her. Connect the dots and you'll see your wants are my wants so its meant to be. I'm stressed out and looking for help in this padded room called the world where your help is yourself. Be apart of me be one with my soul hear my words while I feel the curves and re-shape our mold into a give and take situation only for the emancipation in which we have both been waiting. I love you. I write that but want to say it. I eject feeling this way when really wanting to play it. Competition, competition my mind is yelling when have submission have submission if you dont want to miss the win. My heart will never forget and will hurt if this opportunity is missed but sometimes thats...  |
LoveI want to hold you so bad. Like a movie I watch you and dream adore the sores you bring. The good and bad the balance of the plad distorted visions I see. God I wish I could be in the fee, the price you paid so I could feel the play as it shown. Your actions not making fractions no dividing but enducing in one love. An one plug into and energy created for kings demonstrated in front of queens as they soon they follow. Love how can I hide it?! Radiating in front and behind of me I give and give but yet I still want to hold you so bad. Love. |