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It is easier on paper O Why? Is it when I am near you I can't open my mouth and tell You how I feel about you. It is like my tongue is tide up in 30 knots. And when I finely untie the knots. Nothing come out of my mouth but air. But on paper the pen can write you anything. And for the first time I can tell you how I feel about you. And how you make me feel when I have you in my arms on the dance floor at the club. GOD! When we are dancing and I have you in my arms I explode inside of me with a feeling nobody can describe Not even me. By Efrain Vasquez Copyright Vasquez 1998 | |||||||||||||||||
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