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Inside My Heart

Inside my heart You are so beautiful to me, So I need to show you, you are inside my heart. If everyone else disappeared and I stood here blindly, Still I would confess my faith for you and show you my art. I have loved you in a former life And I will love you in the next. I love you in this life too; I love you with my every breath. There ain't nothing I could ever say, To make you change your mind; But maybe with a change of heart, You could one day become mine. In the darkest nights I see your smile; Shining ahead of me, lighting up my life. Throwing quick glances in your direction; Trying hard to disguise the look in my eyes, When I look into your eyes and I see perfection. Finding beauty inside darkness; Thinking of how to make her mine. You're pretty beautiful in my eyes And what others cannot see, I hold deep inside. She looks a study of thoughts inside those eyes of hers; She doesn't know that I have seen her, as she comes and she goes. Dark paint around the eyes makes me love what I see; I want you to notice me, because your eyes have enchanted my soul. Words I cannot speak, for my thoughts I must hide; But maybe I can show you in another way. I leap to my feet and lay a rose before you with pride; Please come with me on this adventure and I shall leave you amazed. Here I am, come notice me; Here I stand in need of your love life. Here I am in need of a little T.L.C.; It is here I fall without you, my contact high. I am alive. I have a life. Still I am alive. Still is my life; Written down in poetry for you to never read, I have lost everything I need to breathe And into you I can no longer be, Because without your love, I am never going to feel free. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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