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I sit in bed My head flooded with images of you You With your curly brown hair and gorgeous, deep eyes With your love of coffee and adoration for music How you play the guitar How you'd always make me laugh And last but certainly not least That smile I have fallen hard for you and I fear I will not escape the never ending pit Yet I am not good enough Not for you I'm imperfect compared to your cheeky smiles and sense of humor I'm nothing Yet you are everything to me I find myself, soft tears slowly exuding Because I realize that what I speak is truth, At least to me I'm imperfect and you will never love me I fear... Every doubt tears me up inside and it's hard to control self deprecation It takes over me And I fall into a deep sleep Alone
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
His Perfection; My Imperfection
I sit in bed My head flooded with images of you You With your curly brown hair and gorgeous, deep eyes With your love of coffee and adoration for music How you play the guitar How you'd always make me laugh And last but certainly not least That smile I have fallen hard for you and I fear I will not escape the never ending pit Yet I am not good enough Not for you I'm imperfect compared to your cheeky smiles and sense of humor I'm nothing Yet you are everything to me I find myself, soft tears slowly exuding Because I realize that what I speak is truth, At least to me I'm imperfect and you will never love me I fear... Every doubt tears me up inside and it's hard to control self deprecation It takes over me And I fall into a deep sleep Alone
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rose-letsinger
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
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