If only i were half the cup as clever as you
overflowing in our youthful presents(cents) to the day
oh GAWD how i missed your xx face
if we keep pushing eventually we'll get through
i'm moving even though i forgot how to
every word written like a manual
i never told you where i was going
there is no script but we keep on writing
can i play in the fortress with you?
or will i be condemned to solitude?
i'll keep waiting by the steps with a bouquet full of gratitude
the only solace for a sleepless attitude
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