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almost is never enough maybe i'm too blame for the read messages missed calls ignorance for the short glances for all the times i said i would, but didn't for every word i said, yet couldn't mean walking by you though looking past your presence almost is never enough to all the times i caught you staring i never wanted you to turn away all the times you wanted me to be yours "yes" i would've said but you never asked almost is never enough at last, after all those weeks of denial i longed for you completely with so much hope and ecstasy carried on my shoulders i- naive and thoughtless ready to be swept by your winds i stepped foot in your storm hoping that the wait would be worth it almost is never enough i search for you amidst all the rage set in place in pure solitude you sit in the eye of the tempest. infuriated. wretched. when all at once comes a figure someone i'd never seen before pleasing to all who looked upon her your eyes fixated on her chaos madness fright terror and then silence almost is never enough -c. alejandra
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
almost is never enough
almost is never enough maybe i'm too blame for the read messages missed calls ignorance for the short glances for all the times i said i would, but didn't for every word i said, yet couldn't mean walking by you though looking past your presence almost is never enough to all the times i caught you staring i never wanted you to turn away all the times you wanted me to be yours "yes" i would've said but you never asked almost is never enough at last, after all those weeks of denial i longed for you completely with so much hope and ecstasy carried on my shoulders i- naive and thoughtless ready to be swept by your winds i stepped foot in your storm hoping that the wait would be worth it almost is never enough i search for you amidst all the rage set in place in pure solitude you sit in the eye of the tempest. infuriated. wretched. when all at once comes a figure someone i'd never seen before pleasing to all who looked upon her your eyes fixated on her chaos madness fright terror and then silence almost is never enough -c. alejandra
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
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