You make me feel like I'm not a waste
Your color fills up all empty space
And your voice sounds like a symphony
I just can't see how you could fall for someone like me
I'm dying to know how your lips taste
For you to kiss every scar on my waist
I'm begging for you to come closer to me
Dying for us to become a "we"
I'm wanting to hold you close
And wanting you to want me most
Craving a night curled up with you
Because people like you are fewer than few
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