What's Before Me All Along
She's no longer my sweetest friend,
feelings of knowing there must be
something more, something invades my mind
Never end eched onto my brain
luring me, I'm certain, sure
continually, she sees me as her lover...
isn't it all so extra-ordinary how things- Greatfull
matters of a heart, turn-out from friend to, my love
at such a time of troubles, to when it's...
O' so right...
Before, I was full of more heart-akes of nowhere
clinging to emptiness along love found or lost
ready to be alone with life, endless fear so near
once fond souls, and now greatfull for...
what's before me all along
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