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Feb 2011
Not everyone travels at the speed of light,
Some travel simply at the speed of sound.
I've lost the will to risk this happening again.
I don't care what you're thinking,
If you don't care what i'm thinking.
I don't care what you think this is,
Because I think this is over.
There are so many people out there,
That would be lucky to have me.
That's what he said.
And I trust him a hell of a lot more than I trust you.
I turn,
It's all a blur.
You're a blur.
Written by
Shay Garner
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