I need to have you and your kind in my life
You are my kind of person, you keep teaching me
Giving me solace, uplifting in word and personage
You give me hope that there is hope for me yet
I aspire to want to possess your best qualities
Seeking you out, reaching out for your wisdom
For you seem to have been there and done that
Sensing the snares and pitfalls, my advisor
Yet, you are not, cannot be what I want you to
You can't breakaway from the bounds of yourself
Your personality does not gravitate towards me
My kind, my type, my being is a low point to you
Receiving your advice second hand, the grapevine
Discovering what you said from our common link
Can't breakaway from the hands that tug at you
Can't breakaway from the tender touches of them
And I, in the delusion of denial, think of me
I think that there is someway I can get to you
I just wanna be what I KNOW we can be, tight
And I really can't hate on your ties that bind
We are one blood in different bodies, dig it?
Cause deep inside me, I can't breakaway, either
-B
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Never heard or read you speak that way before. Considering it was just a year and 4 days ago u wrote that a lady don't know what to say or think at this point. I really want to touch bases on THIS TOPIC RIGHT HERE, face to face.
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