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Alright, perhaps I'm listless Drained, by my past now gone So, please don't get ahead of yourself You won't find what you're hoping for But I do hope you're not disappointed I can only be who I am, to who I try to be But if you so choose to go on with me I hope you remember what was said from the beginning Don't tell me that you love me Because I won't love back Don't tell me that you need me Because I don't need that Don't tell me that you want me Because I'm on my own So, When it all start to whittle Remember every bit of what was said, every bit of it Yes, maybe I want to be by myself Not wanting anyone else But I'm not For I truly hope you're not disappointed I could only be who I am, to who I try to be But if you so dare, to go on Don't you use those words, those gestures, Or even make promises that hold no meaning to you Because to me they will and once they do I hold on to them While I'm easily crippled, to be repaired with side effects. If I was to be honest I don't know either.
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
If I was to be honest
Alright, perhaps I'm listless Drained, by my past now gone So, please don't get ahead of yourself You won't find what you're hoping for But I do hope you're not disappointed I can only be who I am, to who I try to be But if you so choose to go on with me I hope you remember what was said from the beginning Don't tell me that you love me Because I won't love back Don't tell me that you need me Because I don't need that Don't tell me that you want me Because I'm on my own So, When it all start to whittle Remember every bit of what was said, every bit of it Yes, maybe I want to be by myself Not wanting anyone else But I'm not For I truly hope you're not disappointed I could only be who I am, to who I try to be But if you so dare, to go on Don't you use those words, those gestures, Or even make promises that hold no meaning to you Because to me they will and once they do I hold on to them While I'm easily crippled, to be repaired with side effects. If I was to be honest I don't know either.
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F/Somewhere
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
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