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I want to apologize but Is it right if my eyes size you And find wary warnings Of what I dread so? What I don't know is, Is it my fault to speak my mind In time to save it from invention Of my own dimension of unlivable existence? I felt not, but tried hard to stop Sorry from oozing out... Is it that I felt bad for doubting your part in we Or your loyalty, Or your fidelity, Or your integrity, Or your respect for me? Or your honesty, Or our chemistry, Or your love for me, Ultimately? What goes to say you're truth-ing to me? Or abusing the youth in me, my naivety? That manifests in the core of your love. It's a push and pull of emotions My trust in you VS the love I have for myself. I'll continue to contemplate But the benefit of the doubt is granted Just don't **** it up.
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
Why's your neck red?
I want to apologize but Is it right if my eyes size you And find wary warnings Of what I dread so? What I don't know is, Is it my fault to speak my mind In time to save it from invention Of my own dimension of unlivable existence? I felt not, but tried hard to stop Sorry from oozing out... Is it that I felt bad for doubting your part in we Or your loyalty, Or your fidelity, Or your integrity, Or your respect for me? Or your honesty, Or our chemistry, Or your love for me, Ultimately? What goes to say you're truth-ing to me? Or abusing the youth in me, my naivety? That manifests in the core of your love. It's a push and pull of emotions My trust in you VS the love I have for myself. I'll continue to contemplate But the benefit of the doubt is granted Just don't **** it up.
It's gonna be a sleepless night...
jay-8
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
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