Stop...Too late

by sweet surrender   Jul 29, 2006


I don't know where you heard the talking,
But please stop walking!

Listen to what I've got to say,
& maybe you'll realize one day..

That I love you,
& I want you to be my boo.

You make me feel good inside,
Where I don't have to hide.

I didn't show you in time,
that I wanted you to be mine!

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