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Friday, April 5, 2013, 12:02 AM
coffee
when i strip down bare naked / face heart and soulu stand before me / ready to go a roaring silence / no output i giggle at my ignorance / im lagging a foot when the night ends / when its time again i hear your soft whisper / feel your warm hands been weeks but still i reach out at night / yes, i do and i laugh at my plight sometimes i wonder for whom do i fight / i search and yearn yet its nowhere in sight been weeks but still i keep my cool / been weeks but still i hop the fool / been weeks but still i hope its true / no one gets how it brews down to you |