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Barely Standing
Monday, May 3, 2010
I am worried. Worried that I will lose you. Worried that by the time you are gone, I wont be ready. I will never be ready.
So untie me, loosen my brain so all I know is you. your love.
And unwind me, so that all I see are your clear blue eyes staring back into mine.
Love me. Control me. I am helpless to your touch.
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