the beautiful ones they hurt you every

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    the beautiful ones they hurt you every

    time
    and time again
    you cross my mind
    again
    and it seems to never fail.
    you walk into the room
    and everything is
    you.
    everything is
    illuminated with your
    presence
    and that
    frightens me
    [just enough to attempt to stay away from]
    you don't seem to
    u n d e r s t a n d
    that you bring out
    the best part of
    the worst part of me
    and
    darling,
    that just won't
    [do without you? are you asking such an absurd question?
    well I simply could]
    never before has the
    attraction been this
    intense
    and
    damn,
    i
    w a n t
    y o u.
    [i want you so bad.]

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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