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There are moments When all I can do Is sit here On these white sheets And watch the sky I fall apart As the breeze touches me It takes away All the worries Fears Regrets And leaves me with nothing But my thoughts I think about The way you look At three in the morning With your head on my pillow And your eyes half-lidded While you smile I think about The way you talk to me With your voice quiet As you murmur poetry Against my lips I think about The way we laugh Loud and hard and crazy We ache with mirth And drown any and all sorrows With everything That we can find amusing So, I stand on the balcony Eyes on the sky Palms up and praying My futile thoughts A nothing In comparison to you I drink in the atmosphere As I stand here Waiting for you
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May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 5:39 AM UTC
Waiting
There are moments When all I can do Is sit here On these white sheets And watch the sky I fall apart As the breeze touches me It takes away All the worries Fears Regrets And leaves me with nothing But my thoughts I think about The way you look At three in the morning With your head on my pillow And your eyes half-lidded While you smile I think about The way you talk to me With your voice quiet As you murmur poetry Against my lips I think about The way we laugh Loud and hard and crazy We ache with mirth And drown any and all sorrows With everything That we can find amusing So, I stand on the balcony Eyes on the sky Palms up and praying My futile thoughts A nothing In comparison to you I drink in the atmosphere As I stand here Waiting for you
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May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 5:39 AM UTC
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