These words are meant for someone,
and these words are mine to give...
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I lie here wondering about what must be said,
About all these questions and how i must tread.
So many things run deep in my mind,
the words that were so easy, seem difficult to find.
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But seriously what are words but pen marks on paper,
yet so powerful they are, the feelings they muster.
If used unwisely what was sweet may taste bitter,
I must be careful with what this ink may just utter.
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I fear to offend, but my heart feels so strongly,
so how could these words be taken wrongly?
Should I start from where we did begin?
or should i end this before I've begun?
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Why do i fear to say what is real,
why can't i tell you just what i feel?
But no! I shan't falter for my will is true,
for these words are mine but they are meant for you.
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I've travelled too far, too long and too wide,
Just to look for that someone to stand by my side.
The light of my soul slightly did dim,
As once more my heart was broken again.
***
This deep fracture needs someones caress,
to this my sweet dear could you kindly address?
When we first met you rekindled my light,
night became day, for you set it right.
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You made me see what i thought wasn't there,
you made breathe, for you are my air.
Maybe my words are running away,
I really don't care for this is what i must say.
***
How can i not wish for a place in your heart,
for it would kill me if we ever did part;
for your eyes have that softness, the touch of a dove,
but all i have are these mere words, to show you my...
***
These words are meant for someone,
and these words are yours to take...
