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UMost be the tone of your skin Or the tone in your voice Either way around, I'm all into you Most have something to do with how Cocky you are And how smooth you sound any time of the day They'll have to walk in my shoes, to understand ------------------------------------------------- You make me want you In ways nothing should Ever be desire When you come near I wanna jump up and give you a taste of what I'm feeling -------------------------------------------------- your present used to relax me Now it depresses me, Used to rejoice me Now you leave me paining Have ran out of Patience for you Have no time for your toleration Tolerating you only puts me out of my mind Can't be going crazy over the stuff you do Used to be able run to you, talk to you, act a fool with u But this separation has divided us Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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