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Feb 14
Bands will never be back together
We can only hold on tighter
Mom doesn’t know any better
Safe then sorry turns into worries you replaced with liars

Funny how you never used up time
Unless you were wasting mine
Finish it off and throw me a line
Help is easier to find

I miss those days too
Stuck in your room with no one but you
What did we do
What did we do

You took my hand and painted a picture
Gave me a brush and let me feel your fingers
How do you see me this way
Written by
Gabby Fuller  17/F
(17/F)   
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