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Apr 2019
It's sometimes hard to rhyme,
But it's even harder to find the time,
The right time.
To say the things,
The right things,
I should've told you,
Years ago.
I handed you an easter egg,
The chocolate are my towns best,
Years ago I gave you everything,
but the words that needed to be told,
And now my chest is feeling cold.


I'm watching ''How I Met Your Mother''
It's stupid to hope, to feel, to be,
When you've found another.
I adore your smile,
I adore your style,
I just wish you were mine,
You are my Robin,
And I'm just an architect,
You've have found your guy,
But you are my Robin,
So nothing can change- not even time
I am building the home, where you should be mine.
Going through a hard time.
So whats wrong?
A girl.. It's always a girl
Written by
Jacob Moslund
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