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May 2014
With you there was no winning
A fight I was always defending
But you never cared, Oh you never cared
A soft joke made so much worse
The bitter end on the words you choked
The jump was hard but your fall was greater
You always seemed to care much later
So I'm letting you go, letting this go
Back to the way things were before
This summer was fun but not enough
To keep me here with you my dear.
Schyler Morrow
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Schyler Morrow
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     Timothy, --- and Pushing Daisies
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