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Jan 2017 · 173
Him
ViolaDrake Jan 2017
Him
The littlest word or look or thought
brings a smile to my face
When I hear his voice I swoon
The animal inside me purrs
I have never felt so free
so trapped
His eyes draw me in an hold me
till I give in
My heart aches and bends in his silence
My mind saying everything my heart
doesn't want to hear
but I wont give up
This feeling is to strong
and all it leaves me asking is,
What have I done so wrong?

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