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That old sock of a teddy bear That shiny silver tag The letter you wrote Those trinkets you let me keep The best ones, I say Aren't those you've handed to me The best ones, you've given Weren't yours to begin with Those nights at the beach I tried my hardest to enjoy To shake off the thought Of you not answering my calls Those drunken nights I call the best ones by far To fill what you've left When the choice was all mine The time for myself The growth I've acquired The freedom i had From the ways you've made me feel Because out of all the things you've given me, The best were the ones you didn't hand over
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
Of All the Things You've Given Me
That old sock of a teddy bear That shiny silver tag The letter you wrote Those trinkets you let me keep The best ones, I say Aren't those you've handed to me The best ones, you've given Weren't yours to begin with Those nights at the beach I tried my hardest to enjoy To shake off the thought Of you not answering my calls Those drunken nights I call the best ones by far To fill what you've left When the choice was all mine The time for myself The growth I've acquired The freedom i had From the ways you've made me feel Because out of all the things you've given me, The best were the ones you didn't hand over
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
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