The Guy
I love a guy but I'm not sure if his mine. His sweat and kind but also fine.
I want to be his life and maybe even his wife. I want a wildlife and he is my nightlife.
But I need to cut him out my life, but then I know he is my afterlife.
If I lost him I met swim and be vim or will I be dim and grim?
I'm not ashamed of him, but maybe.
NO, I need him. He was a whim and I don't want to skim.
We climb together and we are a tether.
Its weird but I'm listening to music and I'm losing my thoughts
There all shutting out in this cave of music.
they will get lose but until then.
I love a guy but I'm not sure if his mine.
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