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Lyric № 155479

untitled

by outoftouch

Member since 2008 · Posted 17 Jun 2008 · 1 comment

On these sleepless nights, When feelings go confessed. Feeling like I've been torn in two, Unsure of all the things rambling in my head. Wondering what it's like to be in love, And how to understand all that's been held inside for oh so very long. But when push comes to shove, I'd like to hope and dream that you'll be there to show me what it's like. I don't know if true love exists, More or less if it can even survive. But my heart insists, That I should just try. Yet everything that once felt so easy, Now seems to be so incredibly hard. I know this sounds unbelievably cheesy, And extremely cliche, but when I'm with you, all the bad thoughts seem to go away.

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[2] nentwined 26-Jun-08/8:37 PM Reply
"I know this sounds unbelievably cheesy,
And extremely cliche,"

ding! :)

No real offense intended, and nothing to do with your situation, just the poem--it's a pimple, through and through.