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I think i found a flower in a field of weeds; |
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A guy and a girl can just be friends but eventually, |
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M i s t a k e s |
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Words are bullets, |
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Just when i start to think, |
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People say that before you die |
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This is me; |
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I drop my pencil on the floor and pick it up, slowly scooting my chair towards him in the process. i don't know why i torture myself. |
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After the pain is gone; the real hurt comes. |
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Trying to catch my breath, catch my breath, catch my death. |