i was alone, so i set a fire and waste it all on you. you were a sea i can hardly remember and i knew it'd be over soon. if i was a tree, i knew you couldn't take it on a sunday afternoon. we were a bridge on top of bodied water with something left inside of you.what is the price to be a bargain beggar? so lonely, but always free. what did you mean when you said it's destructive, and you sank yourself right into me. i know you think you know, but you probably don't.
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you're always so late.
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