They say the words will just come
but i have to tell you they feel pretty stuck
stuck in lies
things i thought you had to know
in the end
not so
not so much
you ask me what i see
two kids
two kids caught up in eachother
i feel a crystal ball i have bribed stick in my mouth
i am ashamed of what i have done
i cannot write beauty into this
i wont write out the mistake
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of all the things you've left behind; of all the junk we have accumulated
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