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Siren Songs Part I: First Words

I don't remember The first time I felt this way But it didn't happen all at once It came gradually With every song you sang With every smile that came my way I don't remember But I know that it's not going away It keeps getting worse everyday I'm running out of words to say You came with the summer sun At that camp I was asked to videotape But I didn't notice you back then I wish it stayed that way I wouldn't have been hurting this way But for now I'm stuck here Singing old love songs Writing poetry of unrequited love As I'm drowning in these thoughts Of the siren who stole my heart I don't remember The first conversation that we had But I do recall I may have lied to you When I said that I don't know how to sing You'll Be in My Heart And it just sucks to think What may have been my first words were lies
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lamar-a-moorclark
Published
Sep 16, 2012
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This here is a song, like most of my compositions are. Here we go again.

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