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THIS BOOK IS ABOUT YOU

**All Hours of the Night there's a war going on inside us all don't get up... I brought a storm chaser to deter the turbulence I know the effect of a lightning strike that's my love smeared everywhere If I could channel the glow that powers the well where beautiful grows in the eyes of of a girl who believes in a boy that digs her mind more than her behind til it's pipe time... between me and the walls I need a big score I could double down on the underdog everyone leans on the longshot false hope false God I bet on love... I always bet on love there are no shortcuts you believe in ya boy like smart is sexy I wanna stand with more than my mishaps in my hand... an educated man before your open book and scale the pages in braille with my big imagination what does it say in there about mind fuckin before marriage I'm not settling on secondhand joy If I could just channel the glow... and if I could recall the way to its light source; love is the one thing no other divine thing persists without All Hours of the Night there's a war going on inside us all don't mind me... I sleepwalk around in my sin every mortal moment and again that rust colored stain on the corner is what's left of my lust; can't be rinsed away a trick I should have never entertained any junkie could tell it's always love streaming live in hi-def through your brown eyes if I could direct the energy that mains the intensity it takes to unbreak a guiltless heart the bass would pulsate like saintly drums; biblical horn sections don't get up... His Majesty will find you between me you and the walls I need a big score more than pipe time most mid-mornings I could have gone against the odds if the purse were the purpose I'm not a gambling man I'm not afraid of being the favorite or favoring one thing love is the one thing no other divine thing persists without you are my one thing All Hours of the Night our glow powers the well where beautiful grows in the eyes of a boy who believes in a girl more conscious of his brilliance than his abilities I believe in us. Smart is sexy this book is about you all verses in cursive and indelible ink the master key the last and only link to the hilltop I bet on love... I always bet on love your lifeline is the way to its light source no shortcuts my world in the palm of your hand your touch alone is why I know the effect of a lightning strike... there's a war going on inside us all less settling than white noise by now I've learned to ignore the static**
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For You?
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derickgibbs
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May 14, 2014
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