What's a Girl To Do?

January 16, 2010
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All that blood
Made a flood
In my lung
From biting my tongue
In my conversation with you.

For I was afraid to say
What made my day
Go all wrong
When, all along,
It was simply you.

Now, my brains frying
My eyes are crying
Silent tears
Made from fears
That originated from you.
I'm so confused.
With not a thing to gain nor lose...
So, restrain your kiss
And riddle me this:
What's a girl to do?

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