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You know my interests, My hobbies and passions, You know what I look like, And you think I'm attractive. You know my routines, You can call my bluff, You know all the facts, And you think that's enough. But knowing about me Isn't knowing me at all, If you're afraid to go deep, How far could you fall? There's no satisfaction, In facts or rapport, Or scripted conversation, I'm yearning for more. I want to be known To the depths of my soul I'm so tired of surface, So tired of shallow. I'm ready to risk it, So come grab my hand, And we'll jump together, Into the deep end.
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Into the Deep End
You know my interests, My hobbies and passions, You know what I look like, And you think I'm attractive. You know my routines, You can call my bluff, You know all the facts, And you think that's enough. But knowing about me Isn't knowing me at all, If you're afraid to go deep, How far could you fall? There's no satisfaction, In facts or rapport, Or scripted conversation, I'm yearning for more. I want to be known To the depths of my soul I'm so tired of surface, So tired of shallow. I'm ready to risk it, So come grab my hand, And we'll jump together, Into the deep end.
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breanna-stockham
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
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