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in your darkest hour. on the doorstep of your despair i will come for you with open arms. i'll always be there. your touch had me realizing. your love, i was analyzing. baby, you're so tantalizing. you've got me breezily rhyming. now, i've gotten ahead of myself before. so now i'm wary. those eyes have reached my core. it's almost scary. i've never had someone even come close to understanding. i never knew that could happen, but now here you are. you know who you are, you wreak havoc like hurricane sandy. but now it's not my house, it's my beating heart.
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
my house and my beating heart
in your darkest hour. on the doorstep of your despair i will come for you with open arms. i'll always be there. your touch had me realizing. your love, i was analyzing. baby, you're so tantalizing. you've got me breezily rhyming. now, i've gotten ahead of myself before. so now i'm wary. those eyes have reached my core. it's almost scary. i've never had someone even come close to understanding. i never knew that could happen, but now here you are. you know who you are, you wreak havoc like hurricane sandy. but now it's not my house, it's my beating heart.
john-vd
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28/M/American
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
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