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Original Post
evann92
Posted at 4:27 pm on Oct. 1, 2008
She spends her nights,
Wishing,
Wanting,
Waiting.
For somehing that will never come true.
The happiness that right beneth her skin,
just dosnt measure up to the expectations.
The beatuy,
The passion,
The love.
The feeling shes gets knowing that the one she loves the most,
is so close,
yet she can not seem to say what she's thinking.
Afraid of regection.
She spends her nights,
wishing,
wanting,
waiting.
The feeling he gives her.
The way he makes her smile.
The way he can say absolutly nothing,
yet make her feel like a queen after a bad day.
She spends her nights,
wishing,
wanting,
waiting.
Now,
all that is left is,
him,
to realize whats right infront of him.
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evann92
Posted at 4:45 pm on Oct. 1, 2008
yeah!!!
you totalyy have my permission!
but i get all the credit kaii?
BleedingSteelWings
Posted at 4:31 pm on Oct. 1, 2008
I could probably turn this to a song for my band. permission?
alastrxxna
Posted at 4:30 pm on Oct. 1, 2008
Sounds like a soap opera theme song
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