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Apr 2011
No matter what I say to you, hear this:
I will never go farther than arm's reach,
I will never go farther than you can push me.
And girls like us, well, our arms only reach so far.
Boys like them, though, their arms never let go.
It feels so right but baby, it's so wrong.
Learn to stand alone,
let him go and find your path,
his open arms will be waiting for you
when you come home.
And so will mine.

No matter what you say, know this:
I can only forget so much, but I can forgive anything.
My resolve weakens under your gaze, I falter at your words.
My kryptonite is none other than your own brand of special poison.
And everyone knows, after all, that the trouble with poison...
Is that it tastes so ******* sweet.

No matter where this goes, know this:
I let you in, you pushed me out, but open doors never close the same again.
You let me in, I walked away, and I know neither of us will be the same again.
Whenever you decide to erase me, I'll still be with you,
in the airwaves we came to love so much.
Sarah Wilson
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