Confessions of a Little Girl

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I love you and it's a high time that you realize that...
It's high time that you know how it feels to crave something so within,
That you cradle along with it throughout the night into the arms of the dawn.
When you wish for someone to just peek behind and watch your back.
But you stabbed my heart while I turned back to see if you were around.
That sudden hope that rose someday withered down like a twig,
And the color of my eyes faded to dull grey.
Waiting the age to take over in the same fashion someday..
I'm still gripping to that small ounce of hope,
That tells me to hold on.
That someday you'll break free the boundaries around,
Hoping for it so earnestly or do I HOPE?
So it's high time that you know things or get over it.
For when flood takes over, the crest is high,
When the wave moves past us, there are only few ripples left....

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