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Why?
Why is it that you,
insist upon making
me feel upset,
that I cannot be with you?
Why is it that you
have such a magnetic pull
upon my heart strings,
that I'd do almost anything for you?
Why is it that you
are so amazing,
and know what to say
to make me drool?
Why is it that you
seem to know
what my weaknesses are?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
The more you care the harder it is
the hardest part of life is learning self control, the harder you try to hold on to them.... the further they slip away.
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.
yea. Feeling of being
yea. Feeling of being smothered...
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