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Oct 2019
Take me to the side
Where I don’t have to fight
A place where I don’t have to be high
To fly like a kite
A place where I don’t have to wait till the night
Just to see your sight
and stay with you at all the right time
A place where I can call you mine and dine with some fine wine
cause on this side, you are not very kind
because over here all you care about is how to hide from your lies,
guess I have to take my goodbyes
because I'm tired of your denies
So goodbye my love, I'm sick of being just a shoulder to cry on
Written by
RM  20/M/Toronto
(20/M/Toronto)   
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