An image painted black in the back of my head.
It came so clear last night,
you showed me that your words mean more than actions do.
I was listening to you.
Someone is listening,
that someone is you.
You build me up,
you break me down again
and I take it.
If this night,
if this kiss were something real.
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"Woodson" as written by Matthew Patrick Pryor James Suptic
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