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Does she know what I'm thinking Can she see it in my eyes When she talks about Alice A little bit of me dies I weep but she doesn't see. She's so beautiful but she doesn't know it Her arm covered in lines of silvery white They read 'dragon' again and again When she walks in the room my heart soars like a kite I head it so I don't embarrass her. I have her gift that smells of her Her picture in my head is what keeps my alive Sometimes I sit and watch her draw Good cop bad cop sketch book five Just this year. I have no shame of what I feel But I can't confront those who will The one I've told I think has guessed who But if I tell others my grave is filled. I'm not ready to die quite yet. The friendzone is a danger Which I am part of now We have so much in common Escape? Tell me how I dare not break the bond we have. I'm not stupid I know she has faults But I admire each of them Because she knows what they are And to me they are gems To be prized an not forgotton, but admired. In turn she knows what I am like How cruel I am to those I love How I destroy all that I care about Because I am a bomb and not a dove Painted white to show my innocence
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
Falling for the first time
Does she know what I'm thinking Can she see it in my eyes When she talks about Alice A little bit of me dies I weep but she doesn't see. She's so beautiful but she doesn't know it Her arm covered in lines of silvery white They read 'dragon' again and again When she walks in the room my heart soars like a kite I head it so I don't embarrass her. I have her gift that smells of her Her picture in my head is what keeps my alive Sometimes I sit and watch her draw Good cop bad cop sketch book five Just this year. I have no shame of what I feel But I can't confront those who will The one I've told I think has guessed who But if I tell others my grave is filled. I'm not ready to die quite yet. The friendzone is a danger Which I am part of now We have so much in common Escape? Tell me how I dare not break the bond we have. I'm not stupid I know she has faults But I admire each of them Because she knows what they are And to me they are gems To be prized an not forgotton, but admired. In turn she knows what I am like How cruel I am to those I love How I destroy all that I care about Because I am a bomb and not a dove Painted white to show my innocence
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
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