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Four The number of seasons in the year The times when leaves fall Snow falls Rain falls And sunshine beams down once more This is the best time When the carnival ensues When your face shines When you brush against my arm A year since the last one inspired by you Though this time we were alone Four minutes No longer Searching for the others You commented on my non-veganism I laughed at how we only saw each other twice And it broke me a little My tears I shed for you Four times They commented saying they thought we should be together I laughed it off Oh I don’t like him I do like him He’s sort of attractive He’s beautiful He’s dated my friends before I wouldn’t care I don’t care I just want to taste the sweet lips of red wine Touch his blonde golden locks Breathe in these long piano fingers Have him devoted to me Have him break my heart Because at least I would know What it would be like Yet I’m broken again She steals his heart He sits with her The pictures are taken She’s had four boys And four who court her now I have none Four years I’d been in love Four minutes to realize Four seconds to fall again 4
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Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 1:24 AM UTC
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Four The number of seasons in the year The times when leaves fall Snow falls Rain falls And sunshine beams down once more This is the best time When the carnival ensues When your face shines When you brush against my arm A year since the last one inspired by you Though this time we were alone Four minutes No longer Searching for the others You commented on my non-veganism I laughed at how we only saw each other twice And it broke me a little My tears I shed for you Four times They commented saying they thought we should be together I laughed it off Oh I don’t like him I do like him He’s sort of attractive He’s beautiful He’s dated my friends before I wouldn’t care I don’t care I just want to taste the sweet lips of red wine Touch his blonde golden locks Breathe in these long piano fingers Have him devoted to me Have him break my heart Because at least I would know What it would be like Yet I’m broken again She steals his heart He sits with her The pictures are taken She’s had four boys And four who court her now I have none Four years I’d been in love Four minutes to realize Four seconds to fall again 4
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Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 1:24 AM UTC
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