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Aug 2013
I am yours if you want me,
and I'm sorry if you do,
I don't  have that much to offer,
but neither do you.

I am scared of your body
You were scared I'd bite,
But passion this way never works.

I don't care about my future
I don't care about your past.

We just need more confidence,
A bit of "How  do you do?"

So I am yours if you want me,
even if we don't go no where.
Please tell me you do 'cuz,
these sleepless nights and cuts on my wrists are getting old.

*Just saying
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