What I've touched- Love...is soft- Its allure calling me at the dead of night- I wonder why you call me- Is it craving for something- Once upon a time- That Felt Right- I keep my distance- My head thinking thru the cool- Caverns of my mind- Keeping my head up- I see different faces with the same names- I need to occupy myself- To forget- So lost in the surreal- In the dead of night- I’m up there feeling- The static and radio- My wandering finger pointing- At your name- Love has had its run- Countless times I’ve given chase- Only to end up- Locked down in my own pity- Rescued myself from love- I remember...I remember when I used to- Be its hostage-Birth sign: Libra
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