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My words fell on deaf ears,
Taking what took years to say,
You were the wrong one to talk to, but your words cut straight through me,
I wasn’t ready for disappointment, yet
I forgot that I told you my greatest fear,
But now I realize it’s far scarier
The last thing to cross my mind,
Somethin bout a friend in time,
Drawing pictures in the post,
Now no one knows.
Run like hell,
Sprint like through tall grass fields
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Cringle’s Song
03:05
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Save me from this cold dark bed,
Free the caged bird in my head,
It wasn’t what what was written that came across instead,
Finish up the garden for my best friend
Writing in paraphrased algorithms
And if we define
The line between immaturity and anything
If I could replace the line,”
I’m in love with you”
For something more original,”
I’m not stuck on you”
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