Seeing her reminds me of the moments,
The control of body is possible
But the mind is a rogue
The mind has a mind of its own
Her back is the front page of my dreams
And I can't help but smile
When she looks that way
I know she is trying to be sure
But surely am still hooked
The playlist falls deep
The depth of my pain is the catalyst of my mood
Anyone that has loved knows
The pain that it evokes,
Its unequivocal in its spirit of craze
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