Knock part 1

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Knock, who's there?
Are you here for me?
I can barely see, but sure I'll recognize the light in your voice
If this was a choice, oh
I wish I never made that noise
See, you got me nervous
The scrunchie on your wrist is still there since the last time we were near to kiss,
but oh no, you can't be here again
I don't want any friends,
they all die in the end,
but Please leave you're eyes on my desk, and let me see the heart that's beating in your chest.
Yeah, i like you, of course I do.
But i'll just found out you're just like the rest,
so leave my house,
and i'll live to my best. - A

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