August 24th, 2011
You take me
Into your arms
Promise everything will
Be all right
It is an effortless feeling
Between you and me
I can’t help but
To reach out
To claim you
As my own
I would quit reality
Stop all time
To stay here
As long as you will have me
No longer awkward
It never really was
We have no choice
But to agree
I couldn’t
Ask for anything
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