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blue mohawk

I’m falling for the boy with the mohawk,
writing songs from his heart.
He won mine over with his voice.
Sweet and so are his words.
He’s happy to see me.
I want to be his girl
but my words never come
at the right time.
You’re thin and pale,
but strong and tall.
I need your blue eyes
to see me for what I am.
How ironic that you’d sing
the lyrics that I thought
and the emotions I feel.
More similar than you’d think.
I’m waiting my turn.
Silent am I but my heart screams.
When your eyes catch mine,
I’m stuck. And accordingly
I laugh at your jokes and
swoon as you play.
You’re words aren’t lost on me.
You play the keys of my soul,
the cords of my mind, and
go to the beat of my heart.

blue mohawk

jasmine806

Joined July 2010

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