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You've got three thing to tell me Get up Get moving Get going And one day I'll reach you Come see me Come on over Come get me These thing come out of your mouth one after the other Almost like you say them To all the boys..... You're amazing You're wonderful You're a real beauty Keep on building me up, only to keep knocking me down I'm worse than ruin Because I won't stop trying My once wonderful palace of stone and gold Becomes a castle of wood that's rotted and old I love you I want you I need you Things I keep expecting to hear or read when you send news my way I open up my feelings with eager eyes And let your vague writings fill my damp, tattered and deflated ego Did you know I think of you every day Not of heated nights, with petals and drained champagne Even walks down the sandy stretch under a mystical night sky I think of simple moments the most Please hold me Please kiss me Please make the pain go away These mutterings belong to me Words I repeat like a cultish chant deeply in throat Every time I hope I am running through your eclectic mind So I know you, who's life is faced paced and full Will never look my way with longing and desire You won't stay up late summer nights saying my name in your head You won't even read this sad excuse of a backhanded proclamation of love Better yet If this does cross your eyes And you somehow make it to the end of my rant You'll still never believe that I'm wailing about YOU So I've got three more things that I need to say I love you I love you I love you
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
3 knocks, and hello
You've got three thing to tell me Get up Get moving Get going And one day I'll reach you Come see me Come on over Come get me These thing come out of your mouth one after the other Almost like you say them To all the boys..... You're amazing You're wonderful You're a real beauty Keep on building me up, only to keep knocking me down I'm worse than ruin Because I won't stop trying My once wonderful palace of stone and gold Becomes a castle of wood that's rotted and old I love you I want you I need you Things I keep expecting to hear or read when you send news my way I open up my feelings with eager eyes And let your vague writings fill my damp, tattered and deflated ego Did you know I think of you every day Not of heated nights, with petals and drained champagne Even walks down the sandy stretch under a mystical night sky I think of simple moments the most Please hold me Please kiss me Please make the pain go away These mutterings belong to me Words I repeat like a cultish chant deeply in throat Every time I hope I am running through your eclectic mind So I know you, who's life is faced paced and full Will never look my way with longing and desire You won't stay up late summer nights saying my name in your head You won't even read this sad excuse of a backhanded proclamation of love Better yet If this does cross your eyes And you somehow make it to the end of my rant You'll still never believe that I'm wailing about YOU So I've got three more things that I need to say I love you I love you I love you
It's fine you don't feel this way... I'm learning to get by
dorian-zorne
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
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