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I search for you most everywhere in my memories - but they aren’t clear   I look through the tangled strands of my hair And even in the cigarette smoke in the air I look inside my heart that’s bled I look between the words you said I look in my bed and underneath the covers I look past the lies you told as my lover I look for you in rapture, I look for you in grace I even try to find you in my underwear of lace I thought you may be lurking beneath my heavy sighs I swore I saw you swimming in the tear drops from my eyes I look for you in my lip stain- blood red and midnight blue I look for you on notepads of sketches that I drew I look for you in ink spills on paragraphs of prose I search for you in my paintings under hues of amber and rose I look for you by candle light in starry nights of black I look for you in eloquence dripping down with wax I don’t think I will find you for I haven’t got a clue I think you may be hiding, it’s something that you’d do. I know if I keep looking and remain under your spell I will finally join you as I’ll  lose myself as well
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 9:38 AM UTC
Searching
I search for you most everywhere in my memories - but they aren’t clear   I look through the tangled strands of my hair And even in the cigarette smoke in the air I look inside my heart that’s bled I look between the words you said I look in my bed and underneath the covers I look past the lies you told as my lover I look for you in rapture, I look for you in grace I even try to find you in my underwear of lace I thought you may be lurking beneath my heavy sighs I swore I saw you swimming in the tear drops from my eyes I look for you in my lip stain- blood red and midnight blue I look for you on notepads of sketches that I drew I look for you in ink spills on paragraphs of prose I search for you in my paintings under hues of amber and rose I look for you by candle light in starry nights of black I look for you in eloquence dripping down with wax I don’t think I will find you for I haven’t got a clue I think you may be hiding, it’s something that you’d do. I know if I keep looking and remain under your spell I will finally join you as I’ll  lose myself as well
amy-18
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F/Boston
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 9:38 AM UTC
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