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Mar 2015
I dont even know where we are honestly.
Scared of the death of your car battery
Were unfocused
Street signs unnoticed
Though you were in the game
sh*ts been over.
What will we do with our lives  
as we grow older.
Days turn into nights
it gets colder
Do you feel like a badass  
always looking over your shoulder?
You have been used  
so have I.
As I look out the window
just me and you
I realized all the things we have been through.
Wondering why we both take the abuse
thats what love tends to do
Gets us confused
Sometimes in silence lonely in our rooms
its never a goodbye always, β€œsee you soon”
As we drive down the street  fighting or not.
You're always going to be my first thought.
No matter how much i see you its never enough
I can never get sick of your love.
Written by
jeanette korbel
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