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Nov 2014
Having hope is a chronic illness
The moment you think that it’s gone
It comes shooting right back to you.
You’re like a drug I can’t quit
A sunset I can’t take my eyes off
The more I try to leave
The more I’m being asked to stay
I knew you never felt the way I did
I was blinded by chance
And pushed by courage
This wasn’t a mistake
And I will be mature about it
And take it as a lesson
You aren’t the only one for me
And I knew that going in
B M
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