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I can't seem to get enough of you

And because I can't seem to find anything

Anything better than this

I can't seem

To take my eyes off you

Take my eyes off the clock

It's almost midnight again

And I'm still reliving

This afternoon

The way the sun created

Some sort of inferno in your eyes

Waiting, I realize

Is all I can do

And this time

I'll fall right back to you

Soft as the skin that glows from your palms

Stained with the crimes you've yet to commit

I can't see past the wave

About to crash over me

It seems far too easy

To swim back to shore

But

The unknown

Your unknowns

I carry with me

I carried your sweatshirt once

Like it was some sort of miracle

The moment, fleeting as it was

Reminds me how parallel

We truly are

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