It's too hard to think of you,
It's too hard to see you.
But i can't tell you to leave,
Because of what i want us to be.
It's not right,
and it's not fair.
This game you play,
Every single day.
You're like a drug,
I can't refuse.
And you don't want to pick up the clues.
Author notes
inspired by Crush- David A. and Your picture-Kidd rock, and sheryl crowe.
A contest entry
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1675 points, ended December 20, 2008, 18 entries
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This is good. I can definetly see how you got this out of those two songs. "I can't refuse. And you don't want to pick up the clues." That was my favorite line. Nice


