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You pick me up, I say put me down. When you smile at me, I frown. I am afraid. Afraid to love. Afraid to be loved. What is it that you see in Me? One day you will wake up and see. You'll wake up and curse yourself for liking me. I'm the bottom of the bottom of the sea. As your the highest point in the sky. You whisper I love you. Your whispers ****** me inside. I am so afraid you'll leave, yet so afraid you'll stay. I cannot do this! Please, just go away. Unless.............. unless, you could teach me how to love.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
Teach Me 2 Love
You pick me up, I say put me down. When you smile at me, I frown. I am afraid. Afraid to love. Afraid to be loved. What is it that you see in Me? One day you will wake up and see. You'll wake up and curse yourself for liking me. I'm the bottom of the bottom of the sea. As your the highest point in the sky. You whisper I love you. Your whispers ****** me inside. I am so afraid you'll leave, yet so afraid you'll stay. I cannot do this! Please, just go away. Unless.............. unless, you could teach me how to love.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
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