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He Said...


I look into your eyes

And I see depth, I see knowledge.

I see a scared girl who lost herself

long before I came around.

I see a girl who craves love

but denies anyone who gets close.

I see a beautiful,destructive woman

who would rather die than beg for anying.

You're proud but you hate yourself.

You want me but you fear yourself.

You're a walking conundrum.

But I.....I need you. I need you wild wicked mouth.

I need your love that cannot love.

 

E.M.S

 

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