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The words I yet to say

Run through my mind all day

I hear words that sound almost correct

But none matter but the ones I yet to say

The words swirl around me as if

I were Flying through the clouds

with nothing but thee severity of the situation

as I stand near with the words wrap tighter

Then a boa on its prey

My heart beats faster

Then Michel Phelps in a pool

Trying to regain composure

Of the situation at hand

You touch me and my heart stops and skips a beat

But still I have not said what needs to be said

Yet it feels so right not to speak the words

I know I have to say it one day

before I make the mistake

Yet to be made

I want to give you my heart

Yet I don't want to be wrong

When everyone is screaming I'm wrong

We both know two wrongs don't make a right

Yet to Wrongs do feel oh so right

You have a girl and kids

I have a full life ahead of me

Yet something in me want me to prove I'm ready

Not just a child

Yet I don't want to

do something that later I might regret

Yet I don't want to live with a world of what if

If I let you walk away with out a fighting chance

I'm not the little girl anymore

Yet I'm as scared as one to let you have my heart

So I guard it with smoke and light

Yet you know me to long to actually

Give in to my games and you pull me into you

Like a yo-yo we go

Up and down, round and round

Yet you stay consistent in loving me

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