All I Want is You
As the pen hits the paper to write another requiem in your honor
I think to myself all times I felt loved, when in your arms
And I realize there’s not a word to describe the turmoil I have made for myself
The bed I have made is filled with thorns and broken glass covered in a blanket of hopes and dreams
This is where I lay me
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Love always,
~Thumper~
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