Mine
There is something about you
I can't quite figure out
Why do I feel this way?
You're not even mine
Words you've spoken
Yes, they've eased my mind
But my heart is troubled, still
My feelings put on hold
One of these days, I fear
All my control will disappear
I'll want and have expectations
Things I wonder if you'll cater
Love eludes me
Try as I might, it slips through
Hands turned to fists
I find comfort in violence
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