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Medium
by Sleeping At Last
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I've waited a hundred years
But I'd a million more for you
Nothing me for
the privilege of being yours do
If I had felt the warmth within your touch
If I had how you when you blush
Or how you curl your lip you concentrate enough
I would have what I was for all along
I've been for
Your is my page
only the sweetest words remain
Every is a cursive line
Every touch is a phrase
I surrender who I've been for who you are
For nothing me than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
Well, I have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're to the story we tell
When I saw you, I we'd it well
a whisper, we tame the vicious seas
Like a feather, bringing kingdoms to
But I'd a million more for you
Nothing me for
the privilege of being yours do
If I had felt the warmth within your touch
If I had how you when you blush
Or how you curl your lip you concentrate enough
I would have what I was for all along
I've been for
Your is my page
only the sweetest words remain
Every is a cursive line
Every touch is a phrase
I surrender who I've been for who you are
For nothing me than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
Well, I have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're to the story we tell
When I saw you, I we'd it well
a whisper, we tame the vicious seas
Like a feather, bringing kingdoms to
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