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I won’t keep lying to myself just to lie to everyone else I always had doubts but my actions are all I had to lay out to see the truth It was all right there just like times before I’m never the last to know I just don’t know myself that well I’ve never been in front of the mirror when you come over to greet me so I never saw how bright my smile got I didn’t know that when I got you naked it was only to get you as close to me as possible I didn’t know when I txt you with nothing to say it was just to put me in your mind that day turns out I don’t know **** All I got from this was a memorization of the shape of your jaw traced it with my finger just yesterday the corners of your mouth there’s no straight lines in this crocked romance I trace the lines of you in my head I pretend my hands are yours You’re everywhere and no where California is our home but you've been south for the winter since I realized the truth about the hold you’ve got on my heart that started with a hand full of blouse Take me some where else so we can be alone Take me before I lie to myself again State lines don’t split us apart but your decisions do California is our home..
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
Lines and Lies
I won’t keep lying to myself just to lie to everyone else I always had doubts but my actions are all I had to lay out to see the truth It was all right there just like times before I’m never the last to know I just don’t know myself that well I’ve never been in front of the mirror when you come over to greet me so I never saw how bright my smile got I didn’t know that when I got you naked it was only to get you as close to me as possible I didn’t know when I txt you with nothing to say it was just to put me in your mind that day turns out I don’t know **** All I got from this was a memorization of the shape of your jaw traced it with my finger just yesterday the corners of your mouth there’s no straight lines in this crocked romance I trace the lines of you in my head I pretend my hands are yours You’re everywhere and no where California is our home but you've been south for the winter since I realized the truth about the hold you’ve got on my heart that started with a hand full of blouse Take me some where else so we can be alone Take me before I lie to myself again State lines don’t split us apart but your decisions do California is our home..
karina-rosario
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
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