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Why write of love When I am not yet sure If I believe Is a heart racing to no end Mean you are in love Because I am not sure Does not lust Cause a heart to race the same So then are lust and love One in the same I am not so sure But yet my pen indents the paper And then my fingers hit the keys Is my subconscious Trying to tell me something Should I believe in love Even if I am unsure if it really exists Past a fleeting sense Should I write of love When each strike of my pen Feels like a betrayal To my logical side Love if you are real I mean really alive and real Please find me sometime And stay a while I want to know you personally I want to start as friends And then one day Really look at you And fall into your eyes As we fumble together In this rollercoaster ride Love be real! And then Please answer me When you have time
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:43 AM UTC
WHY WRITE OF LOVE?
Why write of love When I am not yet sure If I believe Is a heart racing to no end Mean you are in love Because I am not sure Does not lust Cause a heart to race the same So then are lust and love One in the same I am not so sure But yet my pen indents the paper And then my fingers hit the keys Is my subconscious Trying to tell me something Should I believe in love Even if I am unsure if it really exists Past a fleeting sense Should I write of love When each strike of my pen Feels like a betrayal To my logical side Love if you are real I mean really alive and real Please find me sometime And stay a while I want to know you personally I want to start as friends And then one day Really look at you And fall into your eyes As we fumble together In this rollercoaster ride Love be real! And then Please answer me When you have time
Copyright 2012 Sarah Aubrey
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:43 AM UTC
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