"You"

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It's the way you
Fill my mind with sinful thoughts
How can I ever rest?
When you are
The heavy feeling in my chest

It's the way your eyes
Struggle to find mine
Whilst I continue to whine
About all things
Morose and unkind

It's the way
Your silly little smile
Pops up in my head,
The only good thing
In my dreary day

It's the way
I sometimes say
the wrong things
And you forgive me
Every damn time

It's the way
Your words
Fan the flames of love
As a gift
from heaven above

Silence is golden
But all i see
Is the chaotic cimmerian
When you say
Nothing

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