I could feel your presence
You have your own special manly fragrance
I should have never let you in my mind
Even if you had always been kind
All these things I notice and remember
Your touch makes me tremble
The thought alone makes me weak
I almost feel like a freak
Thinking of you I am awake
Not thinking of you I am asleep
All the while I fake
That this really doesn't go down deep
That your just a friend
I'm torturing me..... when oh when will it end?
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- ~*~Be My Muse~*~ by Zane Rose.
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I know that exact feeling. Very well written. I enjoyed reading this. Good job, good luck, and keep up the great writing!
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another one of those poems i doubt ull explain the meaning to
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nope i was bored and looking through old things on my hard drive i wrote this like over the summer
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