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I think i'm growing feelings and damn i'm scared,
since every other time my heart was rarely spared,
once before you cared just to have me wait a week,
but that was oh so long ago back when i was weak,
wish i didn't kiss you on the cheek, my aim was off,
shiverin from the cold wind in shorts on hoth,
i catch signs like a sloth, always too slow,
never knowin if she is stuck on stop or ready to go,
body that blows my mind, personality for the ages,
a lit match is all it takes to ignite empty pages,
feelings go up and down in stages, whats bipolar?
i'm bi-winning with silk linen, thats high roller,
say bye to the solar power, no more windmills,
i run off of my own love, no longer does the pen kill,
the ink supplies the pen, that plays off raw emotion,
proves that i'm good at something that i provide devotion.