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Oct 2013
I can't say I know how
Neither that I know why
But I feel it even now
Wings lifting me to the sky
Can't explain how you do it
Can't say you even know
How you break me bit by bit
Then build me up from below
Why do I get so nervous
When the weekend draws near?
Do you do it on purpose?
Letting me hope you'll be here
Do you mean to make me smile so?
To melt my heart with a glance
I wish you could only know
So I could someday have a chance
I know I shouldn't feel this way
Hardly know you in perspective
But I'm sorry I'm not sorry
It would all make sense if you'd let it
Perhaps I'm a fool
And you're just playing itΒ smart
But to know someone's perfect for you
Isn't that how true love starts?
Matthew Nichols
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Matthew Nichols  Ozark, Arkansas
(Ozark, Arkansas)   
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