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Need Some Company

So many people in here But still You're alone Must be in some way better than home Still The TV shows what can be real I don't wanna be aggressive But your pull infected Me and my instincts Like a sweet disease NOW WAIT NOW!! please!!!!! I'm sure you have a cure an anti-venom so to speak Restore my heartbeat back to it's normal pace I beg you miss Don't think I'm full of it Cause I speak quickandawfullyslick Off hand I'll let you know it I'm a poet Born one going to die as one of "thee" one's I write to en light everyday Though I want the chance to write it for a Someone....... If I may I want to be paid But my only charge to you tonite is a smile to replace That frown on your face Right? If you smoke I'm going to pull out the fire If you drink Think of me as the ice cubes that makes it cool to sip that tickles your lips Excuse me, but, Is someone else sitting here? If not can I join the table and bathe in your presence Wash the stranger's mystique off Let you see me as I am while we talk Need some company? Be mine at least .... If I can't be yours

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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