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Misunderstanding
Love to end in tragedy, isn’t it oh so romantic. Oh no, but it’s supposed to be all okay with you. Every fad and curse to start with emptiness, isn’t it a tragedy you’ll say, Everything is lost on me. I do listen to your words and rhymes, even though I misunderstood.
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Each to their own, I won’t try to confide in someone so blind. Tragedy seep through a world where I struggle to understand the fundamental ingredient to undo my regret. Not much could hold my attention but not much could break my attention. Though things are only in my head.
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Inform
Too long to wait, the wait is endless. The pavement leaves me speechless. Just for a moment maybe I thought I wasn’t crazy, but I probably am. Aw well not much I can do to inform you now.
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