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Promised

door killea

Promised





You can take what I have
break what is mine
tell me stories into the night
I will hold you dear
when you shiver with fright
there will be moments, just so,
conflict, well, I'm used to that
we can talk or you can walk
then you start again to chat
pull me into your world
suckle on my emotions
bear with me, you say
baring your love connotations

still you don't know
who the hell I am
and you cannot have me
I am promised to myself
I'll never sit waiting, wanting
on your empty shelf…

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• andremoortgat
  On your empty shelf…
  you can always dream
  killea: No, I choose to dream elsewhere
  xx
  j

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