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Feb 2017
I didn't want to show you
I didn't want you to try
I can stare at the ceiling for hours
And feel like minutes have gone by
You aren't much to look at
Baby neither am I
I didn't want you to try
I really didn't want you to try

Baby can't you see
It isn't you it's just the lethargy
I can't move my limbs but I can
Move my lips
And I can talk to you
I wanna talk to you

-E (c) 2017
Gabriela Marangelli Santos
Written by
Gabriela Marangelli Santos  19/F/Reno, NV
(19/F/Reno, NV)   
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