There is.......
A time to write,
A time to listen,
...
Icy hands caress my face,
My heart begins to race.
Held fast in a warm embrace,
Crimson lips touch my face.
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Why do you come to me in my sleep?
My dark angel, my sweet
Why do you hide from the light?
Why do you only venture out at night?
...
Shhh! ! you can not tell.
For this is a secret that I have hidden very well.
There is a guy that I like.
It is all so new that it gives me a fright.
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I watch you from a distance,
Never coming to close,
I don't know this feeling,
I get when you walk past.
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