We are the fallen the dropped and crawlin. We are, we are- the youth of the na-a-tion. We dream in rhymes and speak in colors. Baby close your eyes, you might just see me. Just maybe. If you really try
I dated a sociopath once. He took pleasure in playing with my emotions. You are nothing like him. Kind, and caring and honest. Still, you love me the way he did, which is to say, not at all.
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