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Apr 28, 2006 07:19

The scent of mint on your breath tries to mask the poisons that you've consumed
Or have they consumed you
You know you are really letting it slip away
Sometimes we like to sit in my basement wasting time
Softly I caress your hand as it lies upon mine
I wish I could ease your insecurities
I wish I could make you believe
Things will get better, but I don't think you are one for giving up
You just can't except things to change just off of luck
There is an early morning musk about you that burns when it touches the skin
The remnants of failed relationships, the ominous reminder that it will happen every time again
Don't listen to anyone, anyone but me
I will never mislead you, at least intentionally
You claim that you want someone to love you, but you don't realize he is so near
I’m sitting next to you calling out, but I guess you don't hear
That’s alright, you can count on me to stay when times are rough
I want to be the boy who sweeps you off your feet, I want to show you love
But there is no need for rushing things, for you there is no time
I would wait forever if it meant one day that I could call you mine
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