Listening to my heart, you are all I want.

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Listening to my heart, you are all I want.
I am so entirely wrapped up in self, I think I feel nothing at all.
I didn't determine to be a feminist I realized I've been here all along.
She glances at his eyes lit with an emotion so frantic, trying desperately to convey that without her there is no world at all.
Come home and I will be all yours.
It was obvious I was too intense. There is just light and dark, all or nothing.
Sometimes I can't stand how I love you. All of me wild, deep, desperate I am yours, don't you know?