Purply Purples

Soooo today decided to try something kinda sorta purply-yes I just said purply or is it typed purply ,you know what I mean.
So back to it,the usual foundation yada yada no need to get into all that. I did apply primer on my whole eye because this particular one (Lise Watier) actually makes the colour pop out more but you can skip it. 
I used a pink that actually looks lilacy when I apply it,I got no clue who its by it was a gift set from a friend but like I always say you can use any other lilac or purple you got.

I applied the mentioned eye shadow all over my eyelid,not all the way to my eye brows but as shown below,and I blended it so as not to have very harsh lines(you'll see what I mean in the pics) then I applied the darker purple- its by mac with a weird name-shown below. I found that it wasn't dark enough for the effect I wanted so I added a bit of black eyeshadow on the outer most part of my lid,blending it in.

I then applied a highlighter below my lids,I used one from a palette I bought from walmart I think.I have abused this palette dropped it a few times that's why it looks like its seen better days.But anyway I used the second at on the bottom row.

After this you basically done,do the usual eyebrow brushing or fill in and add some mascara and you done.

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Subtle blue's n gold

Yesterday my plan was to achieve a not so loud look for work. I used a gold  cream base that I applied on the whole of my eye as shown below,prior to doing so I had applied my foundation .

Then I applied my blue (Its Mac with a weird name am not gonna get into point is its blue and you can use any blue you got) Anyway I always apply my blue on the outer part of my eye lid.

Rather than use a black pencil to line my eyes I decided to use a navy blue pencil and of course I applied my mascara and I always apply my foundation after-weird but that's just what I do.
As for my eyebrows, I just fill them in with a pencil,but you don't have to. And I don't always fill them in but I decided to for this look.
As for my hair i decided to add a head tie( one of those granny one's I got from a thrift store) My hair was cornrowed to the front and the tie went around the huge corn row but you could tie as you please..so yeah if you decided to try the look let me know how it works out.

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Aqua Eyes

Thought I would try something bright and fun.These are the products I use but you can use what you have on and with the same basic concept.

Sephora high light under my eye brows
Blue eye shadow on the inner eye I think it was Mac
Navy blue l’oreal HIP on the outter lid
Blue l’oreal pencil on my lower lid
Sephora black mascara
Sephora foundation
Mac Powder

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Black and Gold

black and gold look

Tried to do something different from yesterdays aqua look.I actually like this one better.
Products I used are but you can pretty much use anything you have on hand ,basic idea is the same

Mac gold base on my whole eye lid
Mac gold eye shadow on the inner lid
Black body shop eye shadow on the outer lid
Sephora high light below my eye brows
Sephora foundation
Mac powder
Sephora mascara

Let me know how yours turns out:)

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Past looks

Was going through some pictures of looks that I did a while ago and like. Let me know what you think.

I have a habit of taking pics of looks that I see in magazines that I may want to try so I've included those as well.
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Accessorize with head ties

Head ties are not only worn to hide a bad hair day. Have fun with printed fabric (if you have an African friend this is where you ask them to hook you up) Or hit the thrift store for granny scarfs- don't think that's what they are called but that's what I call them..lol..here are a few variations of how you can wear your head tie..

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July 17 untitled

There goes another
Added to the list of no nos
Tired of this circle of emotions
Reached too many dead ends
Turn around see a new turn
Debating as to whether to let the desire burn to take a step in the direction I see before me

There goes another moment I've seen before
This time I will do it another way
Walk backwards,expectations none
With a slate as clean as ice
Careful not to slip and fall
None to catch me yet surrounded by all

Uncertainty engulfs my soul
An inner debate of sorts
Tackle the unknown
Or return to the devil I've always known

On the grassy path,oblivious to the early morning dew
Lay down to rest this turmoil of emotions
In foetal position,mind stampede never ending
If wishes where horses I'd be a rider at noon time
Wind in my hair,sun in my face
A sudden nudge of reality wakes me

Decision made,let's walk on oh soul of mine
Still tumble on backwards,I admit am afraid...you've been around all along
Seems my eyes just opened.... my eyes,
All other senses aware of your presence
So consumed in my tornado of my heart,mind and soul.....
My eyes just opened,my hands grow warm
Absence of another no longer

Still am afraid to over indulge
Afraid to call and your presence woulda have been only in my imagination
Afraid I'd not be strong enough to walk on
I see the end of the forest...the light of noon time...run oh soul of mine
From this captivity of the tornado inside...
Hand in hand all fears embraced..run to the unknown the devil no longer your own.

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What they say and we listen...

In recent times my words had been reduced to nothing short of a waste of time. I lost all inspiration to produce any written work of value, when I actually wrote. The monotony in my words was fast becoming and painful torture, and old habits of sticking to a familiar proved to die hard indeed. All this was certain to go on, but one week changed all of that.

One week changed my words from useless, to fruitful. Not in their message, but from the sheer substance that brought them into existence. My words might make very little sense in the end, but through the eyes of a man dazed by romance, these words will carry a musical flow that will force a particular face to smile, and a particular heart to dance to this distinct rhythm.

One week amplified the beating of a heart that got all too used at silently beating away from the worlds gaze. A heart settled for solitude due to its refusal to shaking off shackles of the past. A heart pinned down by childish insecurities that take the front of being defense mechanisms. Mechanism that arguably led to more harm that protection.

One week moved faster than the rest. Fast because it gave more lessons about something or someone at such a rate that still baffles me. These precious days broke down a heart on guard, leaving it to succumb to the sweetest passions. Passions so tender and untainted that the thought of them warms the gut as if a minute yet monumental sun slowly rises to bring light and warmth.

One week caused me to think of you around the clock, and one week is all it took for me to fall you. Others might argue to that it takes longer to feel such, but I will bravely laugh to the face of anyone who doubts my fortune. I week has caused me to fiend for your touch and the sound of your voice. Borderline ridiculous to imagine what drastic effects such few days could do. Perhaps I'm misled to find awe in the number of days It took, but rather I should seek continued amazement at the person behind the beauty of this infamous one week.

One week has led to my fragile body shaking like a leaf due to severe withdrawal symptoms. A detox that has been forcibly places unto me, which leads to excruciating agony as I crave for just a few more ounces of your loving. But like an addict I lie as I claim that all I need is a little bit. My body continues to shake as your presence is still far from. too far for my liking. Too far for me to have your ear and share all the careless whispers of my heart.

One week has filled me with so much emotion that I simply throw my hands in the air as I realize that these words are merely the tip of what looks to be a very big ice berg. one week; simple and innocent, yet breath-taking to its very last kiss.

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"MOTHER" inspired by Mo Handahu(www.clutchculture.com)

She sits at her table
Lost in thought
Unable to put thoughts to paper
But she knows to write this letter
She let's her fingers do the walking for her heart

Darling mother
All is well no need to wonder
If princess smiles or shudders in the coldness of lifeShe sits at her table
Lost in thought
Unable to put thoughts to paper
But she knows to write this letter
She let's her fingers do the walking for her heart

Darling mother
All is well no need to wonder
If princess smiles or shudders in the coldness of life
I follow my hearts desires
You'l be happy to know I caught my dream

All around her
Sits her art translated in creation
Her baby her love child her dream florished
Staring at her like the ribbon of a fnish line

Dear mother
Al is well no need to wonder
Love life is perfect
He treats me with the respect deserved
I love him to death,he makes my heart melt

The smiles of her brother
Rooting her on
Shoulder to lean on
Always there to say girl there is no other way
Success is here to stay
Hold on and I will help along the way

Dear mother
All is well no need to wonder
We are in good health
The Lord has us covered
We lean on each other
Closer than ever your son and daughter

On her knees
Thank you for the love
Ability to choose the right way
Be with mother
I follow my hearts desires
You'l be happy to know I caught my dream

All around her
Sits her art translated in creation
Her baby her love child her dream florished
Staring at her like the ribbon of a fnish line

Dear mother
Al is well no need to wonder
Love life is perfect
He treats me with the respect deserved
I love him to death,he makes my heart melt

The smiles of her brother
Rooting her on
Shoulder to lean on
Always there to say girl there is no other way
Success is here to stay
Hold on and I will help along the way

Dear mother
All is well no need to wonder
We are in good health
The Lord has us covered
We lean on each other
Closer than ever your son and daughter

On her knees
Thank you for the love
Ability to choose the right way
Be with mother.

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LOVE ANTIDOTE ft KAYO

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FOR MY BOYS AT INTERIM

Interim Records,
Thanks for the love and support thus far.

Keeping it 100:)

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Tears in the morning by Raphael

I lay on a bed, next to a beautiful woman. Rays of golden light make their way through the lacy curtains. My eyes trace the blank ceiling, as I search for any abnormalities. None are found. I let out a light yawn, and it is then that I realize that the air around me is dry. However I make no attempt to reach for the glass of water only an arm's length away from me.

A siren suddenly puts an end to the silence. Probably a police car. It's noise momentarily steals my attention from the thoughts already occupying my mind. Sweet sweet thoughts. For a short time, I wonder what bad thing my have happened this morning. She lets out a groan, probably as a result of all the cacophony coming from outside. Instinctively, my hand lands on her shoulder for reassurance that I'm still next to her. Briefly, I play with her hair without thinking much. She feels the touch of my cold hands upon her skin, and I see the effect it has on her, as the sensation makes its way down her spine.

She turns, and I catch a glimpse of the smile that escapes the corner of her lips. She puts an arm around me, and gently presses her soft lips against my cheek. I let out a slight groan. Not in pleasure, but only to acknowledge her affections. My hands remain on my sides, with my eyes doggedly fixed on the ceiling. She soon pulls her arm away from me. I immediately knew what was going through her head at that moment. She wanted to keep her arm there, but the thought of my voice saying; "I'm not big on cuddling", was almost certainly ringing in her head.

My eyes remain on the ceiling. I chose to pretend as if I did not notice what she had just done. Unexpectedly, her arm returns to to wrap up my body. This time her head follows. She rests her left cheek on my chest, as she listens to the sound of my heart beating. For a brief second, the insignificant romantic in me wonders if our hearts actually beat in unison. That thought however does not linger in my head for too long.

Her hand now rests on my shoulder. Her fingers hesitantly shake, and soon they trace the edges of my chest, right up to my shoulder, and down my left arm. Obviously she is awake now. Soon she raises her head and rests her chin on my beating chest. Our eyes meet, and I witness the smile spread across her face. Her left hand squeezes through and pushes back the hair that was covering her face. The rays of sunlight bounce off her dark brown eyes. The combination of her dazzling eyes and breath-taking smile make for quite a spectacle. I manage to push out a smile to the right of my lips, and soon pull away from her eyes.

She drops her face for a brief second. A second it probably was for her, but certainly not for me. A painful hour in my case. Painful because I knew what was about to happen. What was about to be said. Or so I thought.

She says: "Babe?"
"yeah"
"Why do you do that?"
"Why do I do what?"
"why do you turn away from me?"
"I don't."
"Yes you do. You are not even looking at me as we speak!"

I bite my lip as I turn to face her. My heart sinks as I catch a glimpse of her eyes. Her already watery eyes.

"You can barely hold my gaze for five seconds. You hardly kiss in the
morning or ever! You don't put your arms around me when I do. I mean
you even turn your bloody back on me after we..."

By now her eyes can not hold back the flood that was building up behind the walls of her eye lids. Soon the eyelids overflow onto my chest, and tears stream down my skin from here eyes. I fight with all I have to hold her gaze. Nothing escapes my lips.

" I don't remember the last time you held my hand in public. I can't even
think of the last time you bought me roses. Every day I play around with
my phone, hoping that for once you would call me; just to tell me that
you are thinking of me. I've changed my hair almost three times over the
last five months. I have even changed my perfume, but after all this you
haven't even said a single word! I mean have you even noticed? Do you even
see me? Am I a fucking ghost?

She gives me no chance to answer. Not that I even have a hint of response in me to give back to her.

"baby I - I am tired, she mumbles.
A deafening silences makes its way into the room, and I could almost hear my ears ring. Still I held whatever resolve I had in me, and fought back the questioning glare before me.

"Hun, I am tired. I can't do this anymore", she said, this time in a
softer, and much more collected tone.

I had heard this very line countless times in movies. I couldn't believe I was actually on the receiving end of one. I saw the amusement in this, but fact was, the current situation was as serious as an armed robbery.

"I love you. Lord knows I do with all my heart, but I can't live like this.
You know there is nothing I wouldn't do for you to make you happy. Every
day I go out of my way to please. I try to make you smile, and be the best
I can be for you, but-but this is not right".

My fingers nervously scratch the top on my right eyebrow. I could feel that my reserves of inner strength were running on a low. If I were standing, I'm pretty sure that I would have lost my knees. My heart was thumping. Each thrust through my chest caused ripples through the little pond of tears that had formed on the contours of my skin. I could feel my bottom lip quiver, but quickly vowed to myself that I wouldn't break a tear.

She let out a pained sigh, then: -
"It's not fair. It really isn't. I am always here for you when you need
me. Christ I have even sacrificed holiday plans, only so you wouldn't
spend them alone!"

My lips part in an attempt to respond, but I;m quickly halted by a raised palm in front of my face.

"I must have been the most evil person ever in my past life, 'cause I
really don't deserve this! This is too big a punishment for any person.
I can't even tell you the state of my heart right now. I wish you could
just tell me, instead of lying to my bloody face all the time! Just tell
me the truth and spare me all the lies and subsequent stupid bits of
hope I desperately hang on to!

By now I was feeling very lost. I did not understand were all this was going. "lying to her?" But I have done no such thing. I haven't even laid my hands on another woman!

"Daisy what are you talking about"

Daisy was her nickname. I don't remember how it came about, but it stuck. Perhaps 'cause I bought her daisies once on a date. As soon as I had asked that question though, I wished I hadn't because the expression on her face swiftly changed. Without struggling, she got herself kneeling on the bed looking down at me. I could see the steam building up in her, and I was bracing myself for an imminent eruption of profanities, amongst other not-so-decent words. Just before she exploded into a vocal frenzy, she took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and gathered her sense. She spoke in a soft and painful voice.

"This is exactly what I'm talking about. You act as if you don't
understand the words coming out of my mouth, but I know you do. Please -
don't even look at me with those eyes. I hate them. I hate you."

To say I was a bit confused would be an understatement. What does this woman want? A minute ago she loved me, now she hates my guts? I could feel the confused expression spread across my face.

"Sweety, when you look at me, what do you see?"

I let out a scoff and looked around as if looking for someone in the room who could relate to my current dilemma.

"Actually I asked that wrong; WHO do you see?"

I immediately knew what she was insinuating. My heart sank.

"At least give me the respect of telling me her name. I want to know the
name of the woman you see when you look at me. The woman you day-dream of
when you mistakenly hold my hand, then pull away when you drift back to
reality. The woman who's name is always on your lips. You think I don't
why you call me Daisy and all the other pathetic and affection-less pet
names? It's all out of fear of calling me by the wrong name!

She took a brief moment, and raised here eyes to mine.

" Who is the woman keeping you from me?"

I took in the dejected expression that was now firmly across her face. It melted any surviving bit of male pride within me. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Despite the obvious pain I put her through, I was amazed when she caught that very tear and wiped it off my face. I wasn't sure why she had just done what she did. The degree of her care rattled me to the core. Why care for me when I am the reason for your suffering? I let go of her gaze. No response came out of me. I heard the sound of her feet on the wooden floor. The door swiftly shut behind her, and she was gone.

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Suffocated Love

Pinned to the wall,can't breath
You want to make me happy
But sometimes baby you choke me
I know its unintentional but baby its unbearable
I want you to listen not just hear me

Screaming inside,shaking uncontrollably
These disturbed emotions I can't contain
I wanna get over this
forget it be done with it
I love you to pieces,the warmth of your hearts embraces
But sadness I cant take it
When am hurting inside I can't fake it

We won't always want the same thing...don't over think it
Its just you being you and me not being you
Accept it don't crush it
Stop talking pay attention
Not agreeing is not lack of devotion
just differences in interpretation
I know you hurting and I hate adding to it
but lets help each other get passed it.
Agree on our differences, compromise make sacrifices
meet at some point before this breaks us
cut in two separated I don't want to be.

I love you lets make this drama history
I wanna hear you out,hear me
let's break free of this misery.

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Miss Distrruction

She comes to destroy the peace.
Its not her business but she wants to be seen ,she is a disturbed soul
Her misery is greater than all other seeking company
Do not stand in her way,she comes with her entourage,
notorious for their unforgiving ways blurring my vision

For a second i loose it..control of my situation
I realise what she cant have she aims to destroy
Her intentions i cannot fathom her actions are intolerable
I wonder what goes through her mind as she wreaks havoc in my life's neighbourhood
I also wonder why she chose this exact moment,this particular time...why me

Was I in her way or an innocent by stander in the wrong place at the wrong time..
caught in this storm
Or perhaps she came here knowing i would be at this place in time
unprepared only to be trampled down

I must admit I did not see it coming,reports gave no warning
Finding myself in the midst of this crazy stampede of nature not at ease
Caught unawares,was i that unprepared..its not a good look in such situations might i add
No light ,no refreshing moments no sustaining nutrition...of the heart
Wondering when it will end before the darkness chokes me

Was all this drama necessary honestly.
The summer rain falls silently ,the Moon glows peaceful
A drizzle brings harmony but you come with brutality..
why not be like the sun..smile and move on...
but no not you that's not your nature...you go the whole 9 yards

Enough of you,back to me,with all this confusion
I try to find a solution to escape into my basement of sanity
calm appearing unfazed..waiting patiently for the storm to subside
All along plotting,thinking,planning.....
those three words mean the same thing but I am trying to emphasize

The saga continues as she sweeps so self assured,boasting of her might
Destroying a few more lives as she lingers in my life's neighbourhood
Finally she disappears into thin air,as mysteriously as she came
I say to myself,next time i will be well prepared
On my radar i will sense your existence ..as you slowly approach

Hurricane ,a severe cyclone travelling from its point of origin
Usually involving heavy rains and wind greater than 74 miles an hour!!!

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Am Sorry!!!

People say you can't like or love

two people at the same time

I used to think so too

until I met you....

I love the sound of your voice

the way you are always so real

the way you make me feel

the way you take control

and take care of it all

your sensitivity,your honesty

the way you laugh

make me smile even when times are tough

And then there was two

when I started falling for you

the husky tone of your voice

the cologne of your choice

driving my senses wild

Oh thinking of you makes me smile

gives me butterflies to last a mile

We always fighting

funny enough I still want you more

when I see you I loose control

Even though right now

you are making me sore

I know I have him and

i love him I really do

and because I cant be with you too

i got to say this because its true

Am sorry

that everyday am falling for you

Am sorry

that when am sad I turn to you

Am sorry

that when I see you I just want to hold you

Am sorry

that I like you too

Am sorry

that I have to stay honest and true

Am sorry

that deep down inside I want to stay with my boo

Am sorry

that am attracted to you and can't help it

Am sorry

that even though my mind says no my heart says go

Am sorry

we cant make phone calls

or talk no more

or kiss at the door

Am sorry

I can't do this anymore

I got to go.......

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Dream Girl by JR

Dream Girl
I knew it when I guessed your name and I was right
I knew you were the one I saw in dreams at night
You still haunt me, but at least I saw it coming
I still want you, but no! I must keep on running

Running. Yes. That's what I do best
Ask me why? I have no reply
Running. Yes. That's how I survive
I cannot look into those eyes

When I see you, I gaze. Yes, I gaze from afar
But our eyes never meet, I'm too quick on my feet
''You blow me away'' is what I really should to say
But I must be content with just whispering, "Hey"

Contentment. How I hate that word!
Your love's not more than I deserve
Girl, you have loved me many nights
Why must you haunt me in the light?

In fantasies I do not race
In dreams we’re standing face to face
There is no need to run and pace
I’ve earned a place in your embrace

When I dream I conquer death
and loneliness is sacrificed
When I dream. Yes, oh yes.
I look into your eyes

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I wont ask for World peace!

A world full of havoc

I wont ask for world peace.

but that every child know only joy

every woman be treated only with kindness

every man be loved

A world of hunger

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child know no slavery

every woman know no pain

every man know no suffering

A world of torture

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child have their rights respected

every woman have their voice heard

every man walk in freedom

A world of earthquakes, tornados, storms,hurricanes and floods

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child know no fear

every woman know true happiness

every man have a family

A world of war

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child see no bombs,lose no legs or arms

every woman hear no gunshots,lose no daughter or son

every man know no torture,lose no family or friend

A world of poverty

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child know no illiteracy

every woman know no worries

every man feed and provide for his family

A world of hate and anger

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child know no loneliness

every woman know no tears of pain

every man stay to raise his kids

A world of sickness

I wont ask for world peace

but that every child not be orphaned

every woman know no cancer

every man know no AIDS

A world of so much more

I wont ask for world peace

let Miss America ask for that

what good is a wish if you cant help make it happen

All I ask is that God give every child, every woman and every man the peace that surpasses all understanding.

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Alls friends that ends friends...or is it??

 

Thinking about you

just realized i do that everyday

should i call you...maybe not

what the hell...might as well

after all i haven't heard from you in a while

oh wait..we spoke last night right?and this morning

for hours,thought it will never end

whatever point is i miss you...right now

wanna talk to you, perhaps see you

hug you maybe hold you...a little longer.. for a little while

 

I admit you make me weak

sometimes my heart skips a beat

maybe 1 maybe 2 maybe 3...maybe more

 

I read your texts over and over

waiting for your next

am reminded of you in everything i see

you are in my thoughts more than should be

you mean a lot to me.

Let me step back before i lose track

lose myself in emotions

that are bound to stay in my heart.

never to be let out

 

I admit you make me weak

sometimes my heart skips a beat

maybe 1 maybe 2 maybe 3...maybe more

 

When i see you i wanna run to you

like in those movies

then it hits me....you are not my boo

we a re just friends and even though we cool

there is something i been hiding from you

maybe there is a soft spot in my heart

a soft spot.....i like you a little more than i should

and yes i surrender these feelings for you.

 

I admit you make me weak

sometimes my heart skips a beat

maybe 1 maybe 2 maybe 3...maybe more

 

Like the desert needs the rain

from you i cant refrain

i try, even though am left in pain

but all this in vain

i admit you make me weak

sometimes my heart skips a beat

maybe 1 maybe 2 maybe 3...maybe more

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dec 30/08

 

For the moment spent in love

moments of total verbal silence

hearts conversing in tongues unknown to the mind

Almost like it was heaven ordained,

that we be together at this very moment in time

a moment spent in love.

Heartbreak,pain and tears are foreign to our hearts

hoping we will not encounter these ungodly sins

as we spend a moment in love.

Distance aches,but it is a blurry obstacle seen as part of the novelty of every reunion.yet the cause of the torture of every departure.

Reminders everywhere of a moment spent in love, a moment began months ago but still ever so fresh,like the excitement of a new love never growing thin.Oh what a great priceless moment,a moment spent in love.

 

A moment i will keep,a moment i will cherish and am glad i spend this moment in love with you.

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March 2008

This has turned out different from what I thought

I always knew you were the nicest

Knowing your girl was the luckiest

But I never thought of you to be more than that

And honestly that’s the fact

You and she have lost track

And you come to me for advice

A listening ear is what I lend near

And now am falling for you

I really don’t know what to do

Because I don’t want to change things between me and you

Knowing that’s what you would want too

A friendship that’s honest and true

But I can’t be honest about what am going through

The thoughts of me and you…..

Am sorry I can’t be there for you

Like you would like me to

But I don’t want to be the bitch that split you two

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