you're my distraction
My attention you keep
who knows if i'll get hurt
or if my wounds will be too deep
you're my thoughts
my thinking consist of you
who knows if this will work
or if you'll do what the other guys do
you're my concentration
my focus divine
who knows what will become of this
But i'm enjoying it just knowing you're mind
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