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Misguided Flares

I’m the flame that flares you up like the sun’s rays
You’re misguided as you think I’m something from heaven

You’re always there when I’m a  mess
You’re always calling me, making sure I’m ok
I’m not use to it

You’re at my door again tonight
Knocking like the cops
Until my neighbors are hushing you

Crying out my name
Being up in my business

Texting me, looking for me
You think I need someone in white armor
It was just a moment of weakness
I dropped it all and turned to you

You fell for me
Held on like a life jacket
Squeezing tighter

Knocking, Crying, Texting, Looking

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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