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I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
Where I would impress you with every single word I said
It would come out insightful,
or brave,
or smooth,
or charming
And you'd want to call me
And I would be there every time you need me
I'd be there every time
But for now I'll look so longenly waiting
for you to want me,
for you to need me,
for you to notice me.
I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
Where I would impress you with every single word I said
It would come out insightful,
or brave,
or smooth,
or charming
And you'd want to call me
And I would be there every time you need me
I'd be there every time
But for now I'll look so lonely waiting
for you to want me,
for you to need me,
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So she says "Everyone's going to the party, won't you come if I come with a friend for your friend? I'd be so pleased to see you out of the classroom wearing the smile that I'll bring you. I was hoping to learn a few things like.. Do you do you like dishing the dirt on the whole class & talking the big smack & playing the fool & wearing all of the latest fashions or bucking the new trends wearing your old threads. If you like taking a cup of coffee in the evening. These are a few things that I'd like to know that I'd like to know"
So I said... "I've been scheduled to work but I'll call in and my friend isn't busy he'd be happy to join me and maybe my friend and your friend will hit it off or maybe we will?"
I'm dying to know do you do you like dreaming of things so impossible or only the practical or ever the wild or waiting through all your bad bad days just to end them with someone you care about and do you like making out and long drives and brown eyes and guys that just don't quite fit in yeah do you like them So yes, I'll see you there
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She fixes her lips they Always look perfect never a smudged line never too much I try on my blue shirt she told me she liked it she wonders where I went she knows knows just what she'll wear she always wears blue Some sneakers or flip flops I'm starting to panic remember she asked you remember to breathe and the memory fades we'll be okay okay, okay, Alright
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Breathe in for luck,
breathe in so deep,
this air is blessed,
you share with me.
This night is wild,
so calm and dull,
these hearts they race,
from self control.
Your legs are smooth,
as they graze mine,
we're doing fine,
we're doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high,
that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,
so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
The words are hushed lets not get busted;
just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...
so we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and let you in.
And you stood at the door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
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