Missing You
Throughout my most longest, most busiest day,
thoughts of you seem to control my every thought, and the words i say
You stop my brain from sending functional messages throughout my body
all, hell every part, besides letting it 'pump' my heart and let it 'ring off' my sex lobby
Throughout my most teary, most loneliest night
just the sweetness of your voice takes away all my fright
Feeling scared, or even lonely is not an option you give to me
you treat me as treasure, mended my heart, and peaced back together my pride& dignity
From the slightest moment to the most longest& dreadful hour
ii'm always wantinq....cravinq....missinq you-
thinkinq of you, and what next time ii can devour:-)
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