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I’m slower than most I walk my own pace I speak my own words To match my calm face I’ve never moved fast I’ve never rushed time I’m cautious I know But it’s worked out just fine Until I fell for you I knew not of speed I dived in headfirst I lost track of my feet But quicker than that Was the length of your stay As I miled-a-minute You pulled far away Now my heart rate has settled Back to slow and reserved I miss the thrill of your rush With my caution unnerved I’m slower than most But I just never knew How painfully slow I’d be Getting over you
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Slow and Steady Wins the Race?
I’m slower than most I walk my own pace I speak my own words To match my calm face I’ve never moved fast I’ve never rushed time I’m cautious I know But it’s worked out just fine Until I fell for you I knew not of speed I dived in headfirst I lost track of my feet But quicker than that Was the length of your stay As I miled-a-minute You pulled far away Now my heart rate has settled Back to slow and reserved I miss the thrill of your rush With my caution unnerved I’m slower than most But I just never knew How painfully slow I’d be Getting over you
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
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