@MattAbbottPoet

@MattAbbottPoet
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18 Apr 2008

Maybe You Are After All?


And as a drop in your ocean I’m drowned by the notion
That I simply cease to exist
And I doubt that you’ll respond but I’ve grown rather fond
And so with my pen I persist
I don’t know where to start, from the head or the heart?
Or maybe from further below?
I’m ignoring the pain, this is written in vain
I’m smitten but you’ll, but you’ll never know, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I’m smitten but you’ll never know
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh


Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
And does admitting it soften the blow
Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
But fuck it, I’ll give it a go, oh-oh


And you may well protest at the hairs on my chest
The texture that you feel when we kiss
You’re taking second best, to stay in the nest
Not expecting that you’d fall for this
Oh, and there’s no-one to choose, there’s nothing to lose
At least you’d have something to show
So just swallow your pain, this is written in vain
You’re smitten but you’ll, but you’ll never know, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You’re smitten but you’ll never know
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh


Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
And does admitting it soften the blow
Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
But fuck it, I’ll give it a go, oh-oh

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