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Feb 2016
Mindless talk with no end
I see her across the row
You have a heart I can mend
But your talk lacks intention and flow

So I'll practice what I preach
But dream of us on the beach

There's no way to avoid this fate
It's a changing system always ending in hate

With my mind I memorize your size
Hope glitters our eyes

I felt it all
Waiting for our fall
Written by
Carson Taylor
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