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Dec 2013
You know this,
I am so deep within myself,
Not sleeping,
Ever.
And guess where I talk to you now?
No?
My dreams,
And my blank staring,
My day dreaming-
Has countless conversations with you.
Still,
After all these days,
I can't *******,
Stop.
Thinking about that three hour period,
I skipped to get nothing,
Accomplished in a computer lab,
But walking,
And talking,
I saw the honey and sugar,
Drip from your lips...
But still too scared to kiss them.
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   GaryFairy
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