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Jan 2016
The way she makes me feel
When she lays her head in my lap
The way I caress her face as I gaze in those eyes
How I run my hands through her hair
We kiss like we 're in love
Yet we are not
Merely playing a game
A game were only fools rush in
I don't want to be the fool rushing in
Why cant we just be fools in love
Stop fighting the urges
Let happiness embrace you
Time to mend this broken heart
Thomas Esparza
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Thomas Esparza  Oklahoma
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