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you seem to think
i have something to say
but that's not how it works sometimes.
just let me speak nonsense
and i'll whisper those nothings
until you're a million miles away too

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hold me close in your brutal arms --
they hold so much power and yet such restraint!
their range of intensity and purpose impresses me
at the same time that it scares me to death.

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i can't get away
but don't think that i want to
i'm scared by how much that i need you
i'm afraid i can't handle
the thought that you might one day
want to walk out of my life
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