Personal space

I’ve been here twice, I perceive you as nice. You wont go away, so come here and stay.

Your love not a waste, small cut to shape. Jet black and white. Project your voice as I hold you tight. Mixed up in your personal space.

Submit to me at the end, I swear I’ll be nice.

A purpose for me is written in you.

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