Two beautiful colors make something.
But taking your overbearing hand, and putting it over a rich, compelling movement of an innocent heart, and insecure, unsure man loving another.
You’re not as sure of love as he is.
So you will take your thought, and insecure mind, your voice that is still lingering for what it may be.
Your little comments are clearing out of your breath, day by day, and your inconsiderable conscience feeling the fatal thought of how he just may be feeling and what he just may do to himself, because a person like you is scared.
You’re not of sure as he is.
Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 6:42 PM UTC
Two beautiful colors make something.
But taking your overbearing hand, and putting it over a rich, compelling movement of an innocent heart, and insecure, unsure man loving another.
You’re not as sure of love as he is.
So you will take your thought, and insecure mind, your voice that is still lingering for what it may be.
Your little comments are clearing out of your breath, day by day, and your inconsiderable conscience feeling the fatal thought of how he just may be feeling and what he just may do to himself, because a person like you is scared.
You’re not of sure as he is.
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