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Is Eye Contact Tough For You?
Sometimes he let his eyes rest on hers, it needn't have been painful, / but it strangely was. / He broke a lifetime of avoiding eye contact to show her.
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I Will Always Love You
I have always loved you. / I imagine us 30 years down the road. / I am massaging your shoulders,
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Aged 13
In the secret passageway where we had been hiding out, avoiding the end of term Information Technology lesson H and I explored our similarities and differences. / You were a scholarship girl, a bright 12, to my slow to develop, 13. / You turned to leave,
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Dinner (2009)
And I realised all this time I had been listening to your pathetic excuses and I bought them because I couldn't bear to take on board the implication. / Sometimes ignorance is bliss, but it's this same ignorance that's the death of me and I can't rationalise it. / Clinging onto a word that rhymed because I thought it better to believe the majority were simply polite and not the ghastly cruel beasts I *felt* them to be.
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You Are Where I Used to Be
Sometimes it feels like a distant memory, / there is fog in its place. / But I see the plea in your eyes
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E***
You were never sure if it was the light in the room / but you told me; / You did not even need to squint to see a 12 year old boy.
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Closer
Its getting increasingly closer.. / We're getting increasingly closer. / Opening up is like moving a dam thats been lodged tightly in place for years.
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The Older Woman (2012)
I know you are older than me, / there are substantial years between us. / I see a woman who tries hard to be strong
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To Want Somebody.
I haven't been able to shake the feelings, / the emotional investment of my last kiss. / For many years, I gave my body to a whole host of people-
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You Don't Need (Me)n
What if I bumped into her in a queue but we weren't ever meant to cross paths? / What if she told you she would have been on time for meeting you if it wasn't for that short guy who tripped over his own shoelaces and then proceeded to drop his change? / What if that was all that was needed to break the ice, tension shifting, a light hearted swipe at men's uselessness, while snaking your arm around her waist and kissing her firmly on the mouth. ''*Men, who needs them, huh*'', she is yours, she is putty in your hands.
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