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Feb 2014
Every day the clock slows down at 9
It is on that time that the birds chirp
They chirp such a melody in my ears
But I cannot hear I can only see
The world bow down where she is

His voice rings in my ears
When I hear the sound of the rain
He sails through my mind
Grasping hold and taking control
Of my heart

As the world rises from its feet
The birds silence when she looks up
Every bit of her is the opposite of every bit of me
Her face is like an infinite, unmatched

He calls my name over and over
His voice ignites through my veins.
Flowers bloom in my soul
And weave around my heart.
He whispers,
"Never let me go"

She glances my way setting me ablaze
No matter how bright I burn
She always burns brighter
And now she walks over to me
To put out the flame

He lights a match
And burns me from the inside out.
In the snowy Decembers he leaves me in the cold
And watches me burn

She once whispered in my ear,
"Forever and more"
And now if you look at me
You cast your glance far away;
I was once your favorite toy

He's waiting by the door
As I burn to pieces inside
He's cold
On the inside and out;
He was always waiting for a girl
Who didn't burn

Now to you I'm not even a teenage boy
And yet when I see you I still burn for you
But now I am left here with nobody to put me out

"I always loved you" she said
"You were always the fire in my rain," he said
*"But I could never love you too"
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   lostinsecure and Chris
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