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Scorched from the pain Bleeding from the vain Why oh why do I still need you for my gain? Still crawling back to you, though you told me not to I cannot complain You're the one I choose Making you feel that you're one in a million A shining star that I would never have found I am in no rush Patient with every stroke of your brush Gentle with every touch, don't want to get burnt Once more, with a world full of hurt I don't want to go back Living life in my mundane shack Without you I cannot cope You are my sugar that balances me on my tightrope When I reached the end I thought you weren't there Like those who have left Leaving me there without a care This heart I share Protect it like a bear Vulnerable and bare You are my coffee, my bitter-sweet honeybee
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
French Vanilla
Scorched from the pain Bleeding from the vain Why oh why do I still need you for my gain? Still crawling back to you, though you told me not to I cannot complain You're the one I choose Making you feel that you're one in a million A shining star that I would never have found I am in no rush Patient with every stroke of your brush Gentle with every touch, don't want to get burnt Once more, with a world full of hurt I don't want to go back Living life in my mundane shack Without you I cannot cope You are my sugar that balances me on my tightrope When I reached the end I thought you weren't there Like those who have left Leaving me there without a care This heart I share Protect it like a bear Vulnerable and bare You are my coffee, my bitter-sweet honeybee
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
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