Shelby Burnside Poems

sunday, sunday, sunday.
all is moving, heart is beating.
a question and an answer
never thought i'd hear you say.
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x marks the spot where you'll kiss me, over and over again.
and o, as i wrap my arms around your hips.
love, when you touch me, the world is crashing outside.
the chemistry between us baby, is causing bombs to collide.
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falling in love alone
quietly and you dont know
sitting there i see a smile
my heart it skips
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you get what you want
you dont call me again
thats how it usually goes
that how it usually ends
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kiss and a skip of my heart
you have the control of my mind
as much as you say this is only the start
and i wish you to be my one-of-a-kind
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lost, confusion.
no news on where you are.
miss your smile,
your breathing in my ear.
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and here i go again
falling deep falling fast
and here the grounds so close
taunting mocking of the pain
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wishes dont really matter since theres no genie in my bottle
just a half empty sort of pleasure thats supposed to end my pain
promises are worthless if theres no one there to keep them
just a half empty sort of pleasure thats supposed to end my pain
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