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we say to those who are "in love", it can't be true, cause we're too young. i know that's true, because. so long, i was.. so in love with you. so i thought.

on my knees, dim lighted room. thoughts free flow, try to consume myself, in this. i'm not faithless.

just paranoid, of getting lost, or that i might lose.

& fight the tears, with pretty smiles. & lies about the times.

the paper cuts, the cheating lovers, the coffee's never strong enough. i know you think it's more than just bad luck.

there, there, baby. it's just textbook stuff. it's in the abc's of growing up.
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