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I could be wrong

You hold the deed to my heart
all I ever wanted
out of my head
always in my heart
my lips glued shut with hesitation and fear
your eyes are like a poem
you are the only song I need to hear
the itch gets worse from scratching
your a question mark to me
don't jump into the water
if your afraid to get wet
my passion sets me free
saved once more from drownding
inside a lonely pit of tears
longing for a moment
to live before I'm no longer here
I will always be lonely
But I will never be alone

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