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For Ways To Not Fall In Love
One,
I will not ask your name
in case it becomes my new lullaby
turned over and over again.
Two,
I will not kiss you first
in case pecked it remains with me
a silent signature of your lips.
Three,
I will not dance with you
in case the drink blurs your face into my dreams,
watching between Love and Like.
Four,
I will not tell you my hopes
in case...
Sunday 4th April 2010 12:03 pm
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