Ido Ben Efraim

Whimpering without sorrow
She lays by the corner
Hands clenched beneath her burrow face
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Juliana, the eyes I stare at everyday leaves me felt of love in my dismay

The eyes of an angel as bright as the sky in the morning of dawn as I once intended to carry you while your wear your gown
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I peek through the keyhole of your class door.
Wishing to gain your attention and no one else's.

I wait for you by the bench outside the court.
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Tell me its fine.
Tell me were safe.
Tell me its done.
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One too many.
Is the truth.

But you intend to not listen.
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Take back what you said.
Hope that she'll forgive you.

Listen to her face.
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Afraid of what people might say.
For once you agree with them.
Right and left in all the possible ways.
Again and again you hear their words.
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A shot of tequila.
A puff of grass.

The smell lifted in the air.
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Half hour before she wakes I catch my sight just staring at her sleep.
When she wakes up I fake the time to let her sleep and for me to stare a bit more.
But I know I cant lie to her. But I still do.
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Thorns of time against the rose of the world, killing us slowly as my petals fall...

Each petal I recite; Love Me, Love Me Not?
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As she walks by, she walks by your passion.
As she walks by, she steps on your heart.
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In his black blazer
and his rich fur vest.

He checks the time on his new Rolex watch.
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