Each Beat

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Everytime my eyes rest upon your smile
My heart starts to beat
As if I'm running a mile
The moment you wake up each morning
I was already waiting, yearning
To hear your sweet voice again
Oh god my stomachs turning
It's turning out of love for you because you make me high
But if they bring me down again
I might have to get high (Lol yes I did)

Your beautiful face runs through my mind
Your eyes your hair your skin

Your breath like of sweet honey
With smells that never stop

Your bright and filling smile,
It really make me drop

Now that was all I had to say
But know I mean it everyday
Now fuck the rhymes
They're not primes









Dylaosouris








Shit I can't stop rhyming... XD

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