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No amount of words can describe my love for you.
No noun, no verb, no adjective.
No dictionary can fill what I feel for you.
No book has said it.
No law has written it.
I could go far as the universe would let me,
And I would still be lost for words.
Even if I dare ask the gods, what can they say?
Nothing.
Words, unwritten.
Unspoken.
Unknown.
Nothing can compare.
When you love someone so much, you just can't find the words to describe that feeling.
Hop on, take a seat
Lets take a ride very quick
We'll go somewhere you've never been
Somewhere you've never seen
I know youre excited
Who wouldnt be
Travelling to a place
To unravel mystery
Look to the left
There you'll see
Buildings built to escape misery
Look to the right
There you'll see
Strangers wishing they were free
Now look at me
Tell me what you see
Before we arrive
At a place called
Reality
Tell me what you think.
If I were to die
I wouldn't rest in peace
If I may ask
I'd like a second chance please
There so many things I'm gonna miss
That my soul just couldn't resist
Oh Lord, send me your kiss
Grant me bliss
I promise this time
I wont miss
Make the most our of what you have.
Grab me by my body
Hold it firm and it tight
Lay your soft hands all on me
Doesn't that feel right?

Let me in your lips
Put me in between
******* flavor
Oh, ain't that sweet?

Pull me in
As hard as you can
Experience every bit of me
Again? Again!

Take me out
See what you've done
Do you feel it?
Now you've won
It's summer.
Isn't it exciting?
A time where you should be going out
Having fun, being loose.
Not a care in the world.
Sweating out your problems.
Yet, here I am.
Alone.
Under the rotting sun
Melting away.
It's summer.
Don't let the heat bother you.
The round
The square
The straight
The crooked
The curve

They say nothing's perfect
But you are
Whatever shape you may be
You are beautiful the way you are.
You look at the clock.
It's 5 am.
You look around.
Nothing's there.
You look up.
The fan smiles at you.
You look down.
The floor frowns at you.
You look back.
Nothing's there.
You look at the clock.
It's 5 am.
What are you doing?
Late night thoughts.
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