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Another slow week, another long day,

running errands left and right peeding down each parkway,

wonder if i really did all that i could,

and if there was a way i could have tried harder,

passing my doom, a fear i try to miss,

there may never be another girl like this,

i'm no priest, so no need to confess,

behind the happy good i feel i'm holding on by a thin thread,

thinking of you always has me falling over curbs,

like i used to fall from the words once heard,

you one spoke em so sweet, for a while i had

everything i wanted, now i'm undercover sad,

keeping warm under many covers in my sack,

at night i fly red eye so i don't look back,

i only relive, i'm happy to share this,

you are an angel no girl can ever compare with.