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sitting at the swimming pool alone.

wishing to talk with you for hours on the phone

but i don't know what to say

all i want is, for you to be ok

last month has been way, way, way...

last month has been may

may i take your hand if you would give me a chance

may i take your hand then we can have this dance

I'm blind

I'm blind

I'm blind

by your love my dear

i fear, my greatest fear

disappointment, rejection all in the same tier

disappointment, rejection all cry the same tear

disappointment, rejection all create the same tear/(rip),

in my heart

and that's where you appear, to be

i died 3, lines ago,

or should i say we, instead of I

our love dies

is our friendship still fine?

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