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Something else, Could be so much fun When you are not around When someone new, Can not adjust when you are always nearby I became someone new, what do I do? Why must you insist I resist, When you know I'm not that shy... Don't make me pull my hair out trying to make you out, You don't want to see my entropy...
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Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
Something else
Something else, Could be so much fun When you are not around When someone new, Can not adjust when you are always nearby I became someone new, what do I do? Why must you insist I resist, When you know I'm not that shy... Don't make me pull my hair out trying to make you out, You don't want to see my entropy...
entropy (in-truh-pee): a person's gradual descent into madness
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Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
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