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Waiting for that soulthat mirrors my own. Maybe this constant wantingis my own vanity. The pretty and perfect sidenever had a real chance. So inside I reflectnever wavering from that promisewaiting on that soulthat mirrors my own. This constant lookinghas caused me to notice things. Only a fool would waste a lifetime on the hopes…

I’m right over hereyou know, the onewith love in his eyeswatching as she’s kissedand until foreverthose were the promised words. So maybe I’ll forget hermoving up and overI’m trying to erase her laughthat stupid danceI can’t help the photographsmy temperamental snapshotsshe’s stuck insideimperfect, broken and allstill, she’s the one in a million. I’m standing right…

The mixing of colorswe love walking barefootholding tightly to hands,even as she leans on meto steady our path. Beneath this rich burning hournaked neon colors glow,both our bodies look so differentpainting tiny pictures on curves. We dance naked this way,for a while until,someone yells to cover ourselves. We laugh until it hurtswe’re probably in a…

I’m lost inside maybe because of you. I don’t understand howeveryone else has found a reasonto find themselves a way to get out. I’m here to proclaimI’m lost worse now,than I’ve ever been beforeI laid eyes on yours. Even when I heard your nameI simply turned to watch to see how you’d answeryou noticed me…

She asks to kiss her please,of course I obligebecause I adore my placethere on top of the worldwhere I can pick her up. She’s always so surprised I’m that much tallerher feet are up and lifted. There’s something prettyabout being above everyone else,it must mean, she loves. I can see she’s upset todaytired of trying…