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Oct 2014
I love to be in your arms and there's nothing for lust I leave it empty handed cause our friendship is what I hold deeper then that zipper in the dark.
Yes I trip I tripped of course but I swear and pinky promise to the north that I won't and meant that.
I feel oh crap my feelings
They spill until you get it
Then we, your prolly thinking that I or what I'm thinking that I bore you thinking that I ignore you thinking maybe don't have nothing for you but..

Clearly I do a lot to see my friends happy, let's see show we..

I got terminated from my job because we chilled that day.
My whole check didn't go to me it went to your face.
Plus your eyebrow plus that freakin look on your face.
And that look on your face makes me feel good okay I said it I did it I'm thinking let's move on.
When I call you wasn't busy we was cool like AC in a Bentley.
But tell me why I'm feeling like a Chevy the won't start up and then I ask my dad to come get me and he said the samething "why do you come all the way over here just to be friendly?"

I don't know Dad I don't know,
Now I'm laying in my bed thinking like maybe I should just back up maybe I should wait for you to call me
Maybe not maybe let's see I'm just watch from a distance and see if you even want me.

Not because my love is gone or shrinking,
Just cause I wanna see if were real homies..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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