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Feb 2010
Is the only thing worth counting on,
Counting on that death is just ahead?
While living is unavoidable.

I would have given an answer to you,
If I had never met you.
Now my affection will subside.
You can never return it.

Right now, that’s okay.
I don’t need you to feel for me,
Like I feel for you.

Just being is fine.
But one day, I don’t know.
If you start playing with my emotions,
And toying with my heart.

On that day I can’t be certain,
And I don’t know if I will be able to control,
Your death, Sagittarius.
Written by
Joel Hammonds
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