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Oct 2009
Ones train of thought is lost in the current
To regain it i would need some reassurance
Heart has stopped for a minute which seems like a life time
Looking around because i think i have lost my mind
Legs shaky, body seems to become weak
Soul is on fire, Do you feel the heat?
Head spinning as if i had drunk a whole bottle of gin
Feet planted to the ground no way to move
No way to talk my voice i begin to loose
Everything seems to get blurry to my eyes
Whatever emotions i had on the ground it lies
The question is how this all begin
A woman i called a friend
Invited me over for a glass of wine
For conversation and a good time
In the process of me leaving to head home
There was  pause at the door as our minds was stuck to roam
So to build up my courage i whispered a goodnight
An thank you, i had fun and to do it again would be right
She gave me a hug and caressed me slow
Something kept telling me to get out that door
She moved toward me my lips to her lips
Don't get me wrong i wanted it
Like a coroner she pronounced me dead at the scene
When asked the cause of death she replied it was me
Lock her up the police screamed strong and  steady
And book her for carrying a kiss so deadly
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Softly spoken
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   Shelby Young
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