I bite my tongue when you come around, because I don’t what to say… Lost in
the confusion, spinning around in my head with deep thoughts and dark
desire; going crazy!!! There’s days that I spend locked in the darkness of
my room looking out of my window waiting for you to pass, wishing, hoping,
praying that you’ll rescue me from what I have become and the thoughts that
I think when nobody’s near but you, you don’t come and I am now full of
tears, if I cry once more I may drown so please, please come around.

 
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