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Hi, 123, I've had a night, 123, Is it an obsession, Or was she polish. Mascara, lips and fake nail polish. Dark eyes and a brooding smile, I loved her look, But just from afar. Intrigue fills me.
Hey guys I know that you don't really write sings on here but this just popped into my head. Hope you like it let me know what you think.
I'm worn out; I just want to go to bed What's this all about; You getting stuck in my head.
He's stable, responsible and reliable, strong but also gentle and understanding. He is softly spoken, but his words are well chosen, thoughtful and meaningful.
Her weight is perfect, between 30kg and 100kg. She is tall of course, about 100 to 200cm tall. Her beautiful skin colour compliments mine, but I don’t know its name.
It's the special day, The day we had both looked forward to, Dreamt of, Our day, Our special day. The wedding on the beach, Nothing major but infinitely special, Our day, Our special day.
I don't even know what to do....did I make the right choice. I knew you were leaving. Forever, even. But all I did was watch you from afar as I held back the tears in my eyes.
This isn't what you want, It isn't what you need. I've lured you into this, Stemmed by my own greed.
So I hear the suspense was killing you, and me. I had a death of my own, falling in like. Love had a long way to go, even if I did say it to you. I just made myself sound tragically cliche. Words.
If you and I were zombies, I'd let you eat me first. If you were a scary vampire, I'd let you quench your thirst. If I were tied to a train track, I'd let you run me through.
I saw you standing there. But you didn't notice me. The wind blew your hair. As you dove into the sea. I followed you down. Into the navy deep. I had cast off the crown. Given you a heart to keep.
A sea of faces,. In an empty room,. A paradox,. Seems to loom,. A whisper's sigh,. In a still, still night,. A larking's call,. As it becomes light,. The seasons change,. Yet stay the same,.
The Highway Bird comes flying, flying, Through the grey, cold dawn, The Highway Bird comes flying, flying, Over the misty morn.
30 days it has been since I have lowered down my guards for a so-called opportunity. Well, if you ask me, this one month felt like a year.
Standing here out of the blue. Standing here waiting for you. Standing here in the rain. Standing here in pain. I'm standing here waiting for you. I'm standing here knowing little too.
You know I'll always Be hanging on, Paused, on hold, Waiting for you As you come and go; Free, wild, a wanderer.
You're selfish, Reckless, Irresponsible; I wouldn't change a thing about you, Even though your issues Cut me right through And make meaningful Impossible.
Is it love If I want you To be happy Even though It cuts My soul. Is it love If your needs Mean more Than my own. Is it love If I'd happily Die for you And more. Is it love.
I found you. I finally found you over after all these years of waiting, The one I've been praying about and hoping for. We were indestructible in a way that defies even the closest couple.
-9:00- I woke up to find Josh still next to me, I smiled and gently got up trying not to wake him.
You say that you love me. But we'd be no good together. You say that you need me. But push me away. You say that you want me. But tell me to find another. I ask for nothing. I expect nothing.
Ripped at the seams Those feeling for you now flow, Out where I can see them... Out with no where to go... I realise we don't talk, And for your training I said my goodbyes.
I almost laughed as I picked up the gun. It'd be too easy. No note, no tears, nothing. Only the sound of the gunshot and the second of searing pain. I have 30 minutes until they're home.
She smelled of vanilla and honey. Sweet. Just like her smile, which was outlined by plump rosy lips. I bit my own thin lip.