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There is no denying it Love has us It won’t let go Two things stand guard at the gate Preventing this entwinement from blossoming You & Me You can’t give up your security I can’t give up my freedom It is that simple No need for Dr. Phil Oprah can’t intervene This one was already written We are a storybook Unfolding Page after page Line upon line Each chapter takes us further Into uncharted lands We are a mystery to one another Like Japanese brail to an English blind man We fumble through each other Foolishly – carelessly Intent on discovering the ending Never minding the here and now Wanting a relationship insurance policy Full coverage With an anti-heart breakage warranty And a heart breaking liability It’s a win win Yet no one really wins No grand prize No parting gifts Just good byes And watering eyes A sharp pain in the chest Followed by nights without rest These are the symptoms of un-groomed love When tender love and care Turns into a nightmare And two adults find themselves Taking a night course In third grade flirting No means yes And being mean Is the synonym for “I really like you” Confusing **** ... I know But it sure beats settling For just any John or Jane Doe
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 5:07 PM UTC
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There is no denying it Love has us It won’t let go Two things stand guard at the gate Preventing this entwinement from blossoming You & Me You can’t give up your security I can’t give up my freedom It is that simple No need for Dr. Phil Oprah can’t intervene This one was already written We are a storybook Unfolding Page after page Line upon line Each chapter takes us further Into uncharted lands We are a mystery to one another Like Japanese brail to an English blind man We fumble through each other Foolishly – carelessly Intent on discovering the ending Never minding the here and now Wanting a relationship insurance policy Full coverage With an anti-heart breakage warranty And a heart breaking liability It’s a win win Yet no one really wins No grand prize No parting gifts Just good byes And watering eyes A sharp pain in the chest Followed by nights without rest These are the symptoms of un-groomed love When tender love and care Turns into a nightmare And two adults find themselves Taking a night course In third grade flirting No means yes And being mean Is the synonym for “I really like you” Confusing **** ... I know But it sure beats settling For just any John or Jane Doe
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 5:07 PM UTC
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