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Mar 2020
Run your fingers
Through my hair
I know you're the truth
So I wouldn't dare

Let you slip through
My hands once more
I'll keep you held tight
Like the sweater you wore

The night that
My heart sank in
Knowing that I
Was in love again

A selfish boy
Stuck in my ways
Stood there cemented
Lost in a gaze

It seems as though
The tables have turned
Lit with a spark
The passion it burned

I found the strength
To step towards your way
But he stepped in first
And swept you away
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