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I'll Put A Spell On You.

Monday

At this moment, now.

We're both in this, together.

The words crave expression
Accompanied by thoughts lingering
And ignorance teasing
Like an old balloon, it is held
Released with too much eagerness
Hoping she finds alleviation
With the new air


Not too much, not too much to ask at all.
Posted by The Girl Who Came Along at 23.3.09
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      • Far away.
      • I'm sorry.
      • For once,
      • If it's such a bother,
      • Wake up.
      • What's worse,
      • Driveway.
      • Stand By Me.
      • I am a rock.
      • At this moment, now.
      • Good morning, sunshine.
      • I think last night
      • .
      • Starting with your right hand.
      • Stop
      • I've got, a message.
      • To tell you.
      • It's not like I can
      • Sometimes some things cannot be fixed.
      • What I am to you,
      • Spinning.
      • She's not happy.
      • Idiot. (I am)
      • What I really need.
      • Who doesn't?
      • Not supposed to
      • I do not need this.
      • Possessed to obsess.
      • You're my person.
      • I knew I knew it then.
      • It's only my heart,
      • I guess I should know better,
      • Does what I didn't say speak for itself already?
      • The Look.
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