"The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop me and steal my breath.

            Emeralds from

         mountains thrust

           toward the sky,

        never revealing

                 their depth.
   Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love.
        I'll be captivated,

              I'll hang from

         your lips instead

         of the gallows of

    heartache that hang

                 from above.
I'll be your crying shoulder; I'll be love's suicide.

I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life….

… Rain falls angry

    on the tin roof as

          we lie awake

              in my bed.
You're my survival, you're my living proof my love is alive not dead.
       Tell me that we

     belong together.
       Dress it up with

          the trappings

                   of love.
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

              I'll be your

     crying shoulder,

                     I'll be

   love's suicide.

I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life."

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