She Wanted to Say NoShe wanted to say no But his lips were touching hers His hands on her hips His hands up her shirt. She waited till it was quiet And all the lights had gone down She let him take the best of her And never made a sound.She Wanted to Say No
She wanted to say no But did she really have a choice? His eyes staring her down And the tenderness in his voice She wanted him to leave But still her body raced He pressed himself against her And he was all the she could taste.
She wanted to say no But he never really asked And all the words he whispered &nb
Star-crossed DaysRemember me when you’re alone Leave me tied, hang up your phone Forget me when you’re too afraid Hit and run, a star-crossed day.Star-crossed Days
So many pretty girls with ugly boys Unwashed hands and broken toys Hurt them, chase them, make them care Leave them, tease them, pull their hair.
Remember me when you get older When this world fades, and you grow colder Forget me when you’ve traveled far Are you lonely sleeping in your car?
So many lustful eyes and anxious teens And it’s not enough to just be mean Love them, tell them, just take a risk Don
Whitewashed SecretsI should have told you cause I could tell You knew me just a little too well We were honest and you were fine As the things you said race through my mind.Whitewashed Secrets
Call me tonight I need to talk Please don’t say that Please don’t stop This is an indulgence of another kind As the things you said race through my mind.
I should have said something but it’s too late We were both so unwilling to wait Now we’re scared and now we’re blind As the things you said race through my mind.
Tell the truth I need to see When you say love, Do you
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chances are you suck
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I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake.
i love that poem!
i will watch you!!!
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If you have to think about whether you love someone or not, then the answer is no.
When you love someone... you just know.
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"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing."
- Keats, 'Endymion'.
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