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If I show my emotions
My issues might try to escape
I can't seem to keep up
With her formalities
Normality I have to fake

Kisses to me feel awkward
Please don't touch me while I sleep
Exhausted are my conversations
She just can't seem to go that deep

But there are times
When life come undone
She is there, my voice is gone
And my empty heart
Weighs a ton
Even if I neglect to show it,
I love you.
Everyday people make mistakes,
I guess it's finally my turn,
There she is
the broken girl
with the broken heart
Maybe my broken pieces will fit perfectly
to her missing pieces
Blessed is the man
Whose son and daughter
Keep his room warm
In snowy winter

His cup of coffee for office
His blanket for night
And his longing to be beside
When his heart needs delight

Blessed is he always
If they don't make him feel
The loss of his lost partner
And he finds solace in their meal

If he is contented
And murmurs and chants prayer
May God shower his mercy
They are my son and daughter
Notes (optional)
 Jan 2015 WARQA BIN NOFAIL
Creep
I'll tremble, shake,
but I'll keep still for you when it counts the most.
idk :P might do another one later....

lips are moving
by meghan trainor
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