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Wait, I don't have the guts for this,
it must have been with my appendix,
or maybe it with my wisdom teeth.

Wait, it might be such a stretch, not my fault legally,
I'll dial the doctors now, you're I never was a man for the law.

Please don't away in defeat.
Wait, I haven't lost my on the rocks,
I haven't quite the words to use.
I'm not sure they make the cards to break ice.
Wait; Please wait our socks are bitterly soaked, until we have to roll up our pants,
the giraffes flee to row boats.
Please walk away in anger darling, exit gracefully like the
evening's sunset, enter the scene starting with a dial tone, tightrope these razorblade complications.
Cutting myself, almost everyday, let it feel so real, let me the pain.
One day we'll live in igloos on the Galapagos, then let's remember the Atlantic air in-between our hands...
The are moving, the grass is growing, flowers are blooming, the leaves are dropping,
the birds are chirping, clouds are forming, the sun is burning, medication never ends...
I you how to hate, you taught me how to love too.
This is how I my mind on you.
This is our dance, you taught me how to love and I taught you how to hate;
everything is off of you.
Isn't it how we lost control,
or how I lost my mind on