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It's Him

March 8, 2014
By LeahSullivan BRONZE, Pembroke, Massachusetts
LeahSullivan BRONZE, Pembroke, Massachusetts
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Dark hair, blue eyes
Doesn't deceive me behind those morbid lies
Rooted deep below where no one can see
Your soul is a lock, I have the key
To a disturbing place covered up
with you calling me "baby and my little buttercup"

Your beautiful smile steals my breath
Yet your way with words will be my death
You twist and turn them into something they're not
That is a trait I was never taught
To be savvy with actions and clever with phrases
While catching me with my school girl gazes

You cast me under a mysterious spell
Somehow you kiss me and leave me to dwell
Right when I decide that I am in love
You gash my heart with a verbal shove.
We both know this isn't right
Our love is like a flying kite.
One day we are soaring
Crashing in pieces the next
What are we going to do?
A break up could be true
But I am in love with you



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