Forbidden fruit becomes a necessity
Can’t breathe, yet I’m full of life
Nothing can touch me, hurt me, scar me
Unless you stop right now
Oceans will rise and fall within themselves
Time will stop and start all over again
Hands begin to shake
Memory is leaving me
No thoughts of where I’ve been or where I’m going
I’m just here with you
So what do you say we chance the tide?
Take time into our hands
There’s no one else here but us
Kiss me again.
11/03/05
nicoleemerence 
Beautiful Nicole!
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Well there might be some cliches here but this certainly falls under the category of bearing one’s soul or at least giving the impression of doing so. So thanks for the notion that people who feel…deeply are out there and are trying to express that.
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