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