By Arcassin Burnham


Sizing up my variations to see a new day,
Dressing up and see it come to an end,
Begging for salvation that you would return
And mark my words but instead I'm being a
Friend, 
Shakes me to the core knowing your gone,
I had no choice,
But to just sit here and die on my feet,
Loving all the things you did and things you 
Said, 
With these miles love your torturing me,


Cause I missed your face,

And your skinny waist,

I gave your lips a taste,


Going back and forth, 
Trembling my mind into a state where I just
Know how to get out,
Missing you plus kissing you would make me
Blue,
Not loving you maybe then some feelings will
Spout,

Cause I missed your face,

And your skinny waist,

I gave your lips a taste.



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