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Feb 26
Girl, I've alway had holes in my hands

When you came running
I wasn't there

It's funny how you're all the same
The world over

That same face, when something happens to your children
Just like when we were kids

You stopped waiting for me
Saw thru me

The world has taken my power
A power I know I never had

Girl, I've alway had holes in my hands

And still I want to catch you
James Daniel
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James Daniel
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