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Sep 2013
We connected like puzzle pieces
But we took it too far too fast
I'm trying to straighten out the creases
I mean, it's not like we would last

The last thing I want to do is confuse you
To say yes, and continue to do
What we're doing and pretend it's okay, too.
But it's not. And I know I can't blame it on you
Dia
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