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Nov 2012
I am tempted to find you
To ask you a question
I have to hear for myself
Your personal confession

I really have to know
Your opinion about me
Cause you're all I think about
The truth will set me free

Do you think about me
As much as I think about you
Please tell me now
Because I'm about to fall through

Through the cracks
Of a thing called sanity
If I find you
Will you hold back profanity

I'll admit that
I'm scared
And that I'm
no where prepared

But I feel like
I have to do this
Because I really want
A taste of your kiss
I have this feeling that if I find you, you'll want the same thing I want. But I have a habit of persuading myself and that's why I get so scared
L Smida
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L Smida
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