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Oct 2012
I crept thru the night
The day and afternoon
Behind your back
Away from you
Whispers get louder
When they're in a crowd
So my business, is never on loud
But I left it for the finding
For the hearts unwinding
Careless with my timing
But don't be unaware
That the reason for my crimson mood
Is cause you caught me catch his stare.
Kara Goss
Written by
Kara Goss  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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