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Just let me love you for one more time
bear with me, don’t be troubled with me
For the last time I’ll write you a rhime
It’s my possessing-you-fee
Don’t read my words yet
They are vulnerable
Please, don’t let
me feel this replaceable
I worked on phrases
to let you look inside
my seceret oasis
seperated from the fight
Now be prepared
I want to bare my mind
All this time I was scared
to be truthfully bind
by you