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too uncertain on what to do
just a simple mistake creates infinite you
too unbearable to find a clue
too complex like jazz and blues

over the top of numbers ando letters
it continues to show the same flares
it makes a cringe suite of strings
it's too different from poison stings

it wasn't over when it first met
it was just a miscalulation from a bet
it might be your own fault
or it might be a risk we're trying to protect

it will go on infinitely as time
it will never end as it intertwine
with different mistakes mixed in line
re-start, remember the mistake was mine

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