My life isn't really that bland,
And its not that I don't understand.
But
I would like to stay by the window to sit and sigh,
Awaiting for the moment when you would cross my eye.
I would know what it feels like to be cuddled or kissed,
to be longed for by someone else, to be wanted, to be missed.
To be held longingly like never before,
To feel everything and want nothing more.
To be comforted when the world is rotten,
And to know what its like to never be forgotten.














Comments
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You ain't so bad your self.
I see a resemblace of H.R. Giger as well as R.S Connett
Peter S Sibrin
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- Jill
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You ain't so bad your self.
I see a resemblace of H.R. Giger as well as R.S Connett
Peter S Sibrin
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- Jill
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You ain't so bad your self.
I see a resemblace of H.R. Giger as well as R.S Connett
Peter S Sibrin
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- Jill
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Don't think about jokes...just say it
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- Jill
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Don't think about jokes...just say it
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