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Jan 2011
I wouldn't use you for a cheap trick
Even if you were a random pick
Don't fall for all these traps
It seems like you always fall into
a relapse, and I don't know how to
save you from all this wrath.

I want to sweep you off your feet.
This other guy can take a seat.
No matter how hard he tries-I swear,
I'd treat you kind and wouldn't say
a hurtful word. I hate this bind where
I am stuck by this dreadful fate.

I won't forget the night I saw you.
I thought you'd remember too.
I don't know what it is but I find,
No matter how hard I try-I try,
Whether I stand for you or not
He'll always say those hateful words
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
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