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I try not to fall And you know, I'm really good at it I don't ever fall Because I'm the type of person Who always breaks They always pick me up And mend me once again Then push me back out there They call it love Call it pleasant Call it heaven And I promise them That this time That's what I'll find But I've fallen again And I'm so sorry Not for me But for them Because their is no worse thing than seeing A friend whom you can not mend.
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
Mend
I try not to fall And you know, I'm really good at it I don't ever fall Because I'm the type of person Who always breaks They always pick me up And mend me once again Then push me back out there They call it love Call it pleasant Call it heaven And I promise them That this time That's what I'll find But I've fallen again And I'm so sorry Not for me But for them Because their is no worse thing than seeing A friend whom you can not mend.
mathilda-boe
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
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