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The way her eyes play with my mind, And God said, "she's a different kind". A deep ocean lies in her hair, Where I drown in just a stare. Like the mellow strings of a guitar, Her music flows to lands afar. When drops of rain lay on a rose, I dream ecstatically of holding her close. I fear of my arms being empty, But my broken heart feels guilty. I gave my soul for her to rule, But she uses it merely as a tool. Time turned everything upside down, Compelled my smile to become a frown. I'm now just a petty attraction for her, To be worthy of love might take forever.
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 5:46 AM UTC
Worthy of Love...
The way her eyes play with my mind, And God said, "she's a different kind". A deep ocean lies in her hair, Where I drown in just a stare. Like the mellow strings of a guitar, Her music flows to lands afar. When drops of rain lay on a rose, I dream ecstatically of holding her close. I fear of my arms being empty, But my broken heart feels guilty. I gave my soul for her to rule, But she uses it merely as a tool. Time turned everything upside down, Compelled my smile to become a frown. I'm now just a petty attraction for her, To be worthy of love might take forever.
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 5:46 AM UTC
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