You turned away to read your book and stung me with a little shock. You say you want me, then you mock me; you can stop me with a look, that is all it ever took. I am the river and you, the rock. You turned away to read your book and stung me with a little shock but still I’m yearning for your look, your mind’s a room I must unlock. Though I hid the tears my body shook. You turned away to read your book and stung me with that little shock.
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