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Jan 2014
you show your love indirectly
Always thinking about the consequences Always
thinking about the "what if's" Always thinking
about the possibilities

i, when i love, am more of a direct kind of gal
Always on impulse Never caring Never stopping
to think just wanting to get my point across

You are my teacher and I am your student
teach me of the world and all things in it
teach me about up and teach me about down
teach me how to grow
teach me control teach me precision
teach me human, teach me humility.
rid me of my futility

teach me of the world and i will show you how to
love yourself. teach me of the world and i will show
you what it's like.
i am a bat without a voice in the
middle of a winter night
one of those nights where the snow has stopped
falling but you can't see the street or the grass or the
treetops or your-hand-in-front-of-your-*******-face
Anything really
Anything but white
Midnight
and it is February because we all know
it does not snow
in December anymore
it moved away a long time ago
looking for sunnier days
looking for happier times
not realizing it was the actual problem
only tired of being the coldest rain
wait
i am (obviously) lost

come


come

find

me

i have allowed myself to get snowed into the
confines of my mind and well the trash is piling up
and i am running out of food

you keep me on my towns
i'll bring you back down
or maybe it's the other way around
(i am not sure yet it just sounded good)

teach me all the lessons you would like
i just want your mind.
i just want your time
for this is all i, myself, have to give
to you. do not take advantage.

do not expect what you cannot give (trust)
Trust.
do not leave and i will not stay
i think this is all i have to say
Written by
alavandala
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