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Sometimes you can close your eyes,

swear you're reliving a good time,

no more sighs, or regretting any tries,

for once you're fine, not searching for dimes,

when you find the perfect companion like a Dutch

to Mary Jane then you must hold on as long as you can,

not tight to the touch, not loose as such,

understand you're suddenly high in demand,

never want a pat girl back again,

you know it's a game, win some, lose more,

then again that doesn't mean always think of back then,

don't lie anymore, why act so fake for?

walking past the windows where we used to make reflections,

past the back road where we once walked side by side,

now upon solo inspection, no more affection,

it hurts my pride to say back then i never lied.