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I can't seem to find the words to say,
An annoyance to you as well as myself.
Like actors going on the grandest stage
We end up unable to act like we're suppose to.
Always tongue-tied in spite of ourselves,
Yet you understand what I feel for you.
So do I of your affections;
Let that be enough for now.
On this crazy, weakening feeling that's
Very likely to drive us insane...
Enveloping our senses like the sweetest heaven;
Yelling out without a voice.
Of what path of destiny shall we partake?
Unknown, unseen, undiscovered in spite of ourselves?
~MY April 11, 2000
Decoration courtesy of Dana's Designs. ^^ And let's go back now...