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She's breaking me.."Luv and the Professional"
Smooth as the mystifying blue streak rising from the blues street
the antique of infacuation, this is delecate situation..your breaking me..
the writers use this term love too loosely
Don't refuse me..we should conversate at the cafe at the corner of the brickroad
let the chemistry free flow from right under the street post
Comfortable enough to stare..
to stare..without saying a word..
Compatible enough to share..
to share..without saying a word..
She works tiresome
In the process her social life suffers
she fears our outcome
lets let the atmosphere play the buffer
from the balcony overlooking the city parks and infrastructures
the brushes, of fate may have planned to paint its masterpiece
lets let our past release....into a prosperous future, your breaking me..how can I elude this....fact she's breaking me....you could see it through my speech....breaking me
Smooth as the soul-fullfilling blue steak arising from the blues street
we should
we should charish each other with the same energy of violence
we should understand we have but one life to live
we should lose concern for whats happening around us
we should preserve this moment times standing still
we should
we should enjoy this moment to its maxmium capacity
we should put a later on lets take it slow
we should be from the soul opposed to thinking it rationally
we should emancipate from the fears just let ourselves go
Smooth as the captivating blue streak that rise from the blue street
While our obligations get lost in the night. Don't look to find them..
Lets let our discipline get lost in the night. Why look to find it ?..
She's breaking me..
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Last edited by d-rell; 12-05-2005 at 08:37 PM.
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