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I undress you with my eyes
Waiting for the day I can call you mine.
Wanting to run my fingers through your hair
Holding you against my body
feel..
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Beware of what your sights may seeNot everything is ordinary as it may seem.Disgusted by words of a strangerOne may not be as pretty as a picture reve..
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Staring at blank pagesnot to mention wallswaiting for words to flow freelyas they once haveI look back in time and see how well words came togetherwhe..
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Twenty-five years intwenty-four and half spent aloneyearning for atouch,not just anyone, or someonethat one that can be strongwhen I am weakwho will c..
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Sitting there watching you undress in front of meyou're such a tease.complaining about your body,that is beautiful just as it isThis teasing and flirt..
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Crisp morning air,Wind blowing through my locks of hair,Sun so bright and full of lifeGentle waves crashing to shore.Walking along, with my coffee in ..
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Someday seems so far away,
For someone to come take me away,
But it's hard for anyone to do that,
with a Heart in Surrender,
Nothing can get in
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My a*s is sore
my joints are about to give
I don't get paid
I don't get laid
all I get is the feeling of accomlishment
and maybe get to stay al..
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Letting it all build up,
always trying to let it escape
but never does til it's too late
slowly the tear ducts
leaking as fast as a waterfall
yet..
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So this should be a poem, it's not!
This should be a story, it's not!
This should be a play, it's not!
This is me
this is my goddam boggled tho..
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