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Feb 2014
Lean close to me
Brush your fingers along my knee
And
I will whisper in your ear
With my hot breath
All the things I know you'll say someday.
I say
Run
I say
This is no joke
I say
I will be too much for you
I say
You will want me
Gone.

And you lean close to me
Brush your fingers along my knee
And say don't be silly, tell me I'm wrong
But I say
Wait
I say
Give it some time
Someday you will say "You don't see it."
And I will say "No, I saw it first."

I say
Believe me or you will be in far too deep
And you say
You're special
And I say
*You're doomed.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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