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a to the f
no words made right
no feelings of insight
running circles is what we do now
not bothering to ask when or how
we became what we are
and taken our love too far
something has died
and you have lied
those words have fallen short
and now it's my mind that your contort
to love you, and your ways
and the scene in which you behave
stopping is not easy enough
but through time you have made me tuff
and i thank you
and i hate you
I think you said alot when you said what you said when you said it to what you did about a you know. I know but you know I like it but not as much as I like you