Fine

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Im fine
The day goes by
Maybe they'll still be there
Cause i know there not mine
It continues on till sunset
As i stare at my ceiling
Thinking and feeling
Words i never said
I think with dread
Why cant i just fake it
Before they say
Hey, you'll make it!
Too late for that
Maybe just maybe
There will be time

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