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Fear of the Stare

Fear of the stare Thy eyes are as beautiful as a nice and fresh red rose Every time you are in front of my feeling for you grows You’re to beautiful, ones that are made to see Am I that bad that you stare that hard at me? When I see you in front of me My mind stops so does my vein The way you stare at me gives me laugh as well as pain Those time when you are in front of my eyes Wish I could fly like all those flies To be with you like all those who surround you But remember that ill always be true I don’t have to be with your for that I don’t care All I want to say is please don’t stare I don’t want you to be in love with me I love you so much that I can set you free I love when you’re happy I love your beautiful smile I can’t stay away from you a while, how to think about an exile I want to talk to you, but I’m full of fear Life’s just stared being happy I don’t want to end it here It had been long since I last had fun Life was as dark as moon less night finally I’ve found sun Now I’m happy again and hope ill always be As I have you in front of me for me to always see….

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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