i worship you,
see you linger in my dreams,
never doubting the very theme
you have ever, ever
painted across my fragile heart
from the day we met to
the day i found my distorted soul
in convulsions
while crying your pretty name
i would write
each and every whisper
that intimately haunted me.
for to me you are more
than you could ever, ever believe
trust me,
trust in all the words i write,
then be convinced of --
oh please be convinced
when i say...
i am utterly in love
with you.
see you linger in my dreams,
never doubting the very theme
you have ever, ever
painted across my fragile heart
from the day we met to
the day i found my distorted soul
in convulsions
while crying your pretty name
i would write
each and every whisper
that intimately haunted me.
for to me you are more
than you could ever, ever believe
trust me,
trust in all the words i write,
then be convinced of --
oh please be convinced
when i say...
i am utterly in love
with you.
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