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love struck or love sick
maybe neither, i can't pick
but my heart flutters
and i start to stutter
every word i utter 
in your presense

you kept me breathing
and thinking of leaving
makes me feel twisted and broken
this pain can't be spoken
i'm practically choking
on our last conversation

giving up and giving in
triggers chagrin
and yet somehow i wonder
if staying will tear us asunder
or if leaving will pull us under
into dpressions abyss

my mind and heart
are stubbornly standing apart
why can't i decide
to remain or divide
iguess for fear of true love denied
and of course losing you
Posted: 2008-07-12 06:41:07 UTC

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