He sees into me,
Like I'm made of glass.
Every time I want to flee,
He knocks me on my a*s.
Makes me stop, breath, and think,
While looking deep within.
Every time I'm at my brink,
I just put my focus on him.
The world stops spinning,
His effects slowing time,
Around him I'm always grinning,
And speaking in rhyme.
My heart skips a beat,
My breath gets faster,
If only we could meet,
Life wouldn't be a total disaster.
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