last night i was driving around,
when i remembered how i felt when he was always within reach.
my fear is that i won't be able to get over his voice and how it sounds,
yet my heart always seems to take me back to that silent breach.
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Black is the color of my soul,
I may not be evil,
I may not be an angel.
But i'm me.
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They raise you
they break you
they feed you
they starve you
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I wish that i could sit in my room,
without thinking about him.
I wish i could laugh,
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I laugh along with my friends,
Ignoring everything around me.
I start unwrapping my presents,
Excited to see what my friends got me.
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You hear their voice,
And wonder everytime if they're lying.
You see their eyes,
And wonder everytime if they're deceiving.
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It hurts to look in the mirror,
after him telling me i'm beautiful.
It hurts to do my hair,
after he ran his hands through it.
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You see their contagious smile,
And hear their laugh.
Making jokes with everyone,
While having a sparkle in their eyes.
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butterflies in your stomach
everytime you look in their eyes
goose-bumps down your arms,
when they whisper in your ear.
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