.: SiLLy BiLLy :.

I have a friend. His name is Billy.

He’s humble but needy. Probably due to his insecurity.

We don’t talk much. Our silence is rather quirky.

Though with him, there’s no shame in being crazy.

So tell me, is it synchronicity or is it chemistry?

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Our contradicting opinions may somehow be abusive.

He claims happiness is far beyond reach, but i think he’s being selective.

So his heart disfigured. So what? I ain’t gonna judge him as negative.

I thought i can live without him. But somehow his sarcasm may be addictive.

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I’m reckless and a mess. I tend to seek advice.

He speaks his mind. The words he writes may kinda turn into knives.

Well the truth hurts. We may live in denial. Life is full of disguise.

I’m running away. So that i will not cross the line, as guilt arise.

Fear of tightrope walk, with a blindfold on my eyes.

Don’t let me fall for it. Trust me Billy, your star will appear in your sky.

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Anyhow dear Billy, i’m just glad that you’ve appeared in my life…

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