Him and a Little Bit More
Feeling a stinging, sharp pain.
It's fitting perfectly, like a puzzle piece.
Who is it that is to blame?
Going faster and harder till both of us break,
going still, even if I freeze,
'cause, oh Lord, it really is for my sake.
All the fire inside of me,
the feeling only screaming, “Please,”
letting them out, letting them grow, letting them be.
He is all I ever wanted to achieve.
With him, the largest problems transform into relief.
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