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Simple, I think, I wonder, I write |
When I'm lonely,
I look up to Cupid Sky...
Taken into the night whilst I'm not prepared,
Swept away in a stormy torrent...
As i roll this cigarette
she stares and ask...
Unconditional the heartache I leave in my wake
inadmissible the outcome of another mistake...
Taken into the night whilst I'm not prepared,
Swept away in a stormy torrent...
Can't you see the state you're in,
So much worse than before...
Just to wonder about something,
Absent of anything to make me wonder...
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Forever insisting on these fragile thoughts of mine, |