what I find hard
not to think
you come
spread ed your arms
I know
my heart asks
where I shall reside
they are too warm
broad attire
I may slide
sad may be word
I find hard
paint a love
shall magnetize
your heart
come true
to me
my heart
says
why I look
the dark
it whispers
sometimes
close to me
close to you too
I keep my word
loose the other half
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