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Time and it’s codean overwhelming pressureto hurry and finish things. I only wish to look inside. She’s everything to me,it’s an acute achesame time and placeeach and every day. I wake and immediatelystart to miss her. It’s terrible having hopefeelings can misread the roomher body is a chemical to mea lock and key thingwe simply…

The rhythm to first timesit’s always the sameeach and every timea nervous hungry beatingin the back of the throatyou’re almost there to a one of a kind love. I honestly don’t mindteaching youthat being pushed downso you can crawl in order to get upso to speak of courseis a balanced game of trust. All of…

Alive, but torn apartthis sickness I chaseconsumes love’s madness. I’m drawn to the pretty of coursethe beautifully broken oneslike that Girl,my true one, where we keep things equally distanced. I’m not sure anymore,if I’ll ever hear the wordsfrom that un-balanced voicesetting under that sick moon of ours. I’m torn here becausethere are two real answersI…

I met a manwho had a broken hearthe can’t quite figure outhow a girl must feelwhen she’s let downover and over again. This is simple to understand, really,if you let her downshe won’t let you come back in again. I’m sorry to be the oneto tell you howa girl just wants to be loved,constantly without…

What I wantmost from somebodyis to simply be loved. Unconditional on this sideI can’t help you figure out the puzzlethat seems so elusive. We could walk for hourstalking aboutthat nonsense stuff,just as long you promise,you won’t push or ghost me. All I require isan hour of hand holdingthere’s something abouthow your cold hand slowly warms…