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Poetry

...I wonder what happens when you release your thoughts and feelings to the world for their eyes to see. This is your view into my head...enjoy

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by TooDay

by TooDay

I love you, but it's a different kind of love.

You're like the sister that turns me on but

I don't want to sleep with you. I want to sleep with you.

Laying in my bed looking at the ceiling

Going on and on about our thoughts and feelings

or not saying a word

And still be happy with our unspoken conversation

I love you, but it's a different kind of love.

-Day