You tell me you love me
Always whisper sweet stuff
You've made up your mind
But I think it's enough
I know the feelings you have
But mine are not as deep
Your love keeps on growing
You think I'm yours to keep
I don't want to hurt you
Or whoever you are
But I will leave this house
Anyplace will be far
12/15/03
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
