Weakness
I can’t help but feel the way I feel for you, the weakness I do get is cause by something that is really true.
When I see your smile I try to put on a frown, but the weakness inside turn it the other way around.
The tightness I try to keep in my stomach from me having butterflies always fail, I know you experience my weakness more quickly than an overnight mail.
My best is always tried when I cover up what I have for you deep within me, even the excruciating pain from the weakness grows very intensely.
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