Doing it wrong

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I sit as I'm  reminiscing on my wrongs  but yet I don't understand she mumbles softly from her lips too me it's distance I can't reach you with my hands as our finger tips can't touch like the button do for on demand she says I can't hold you but imagination do come in hand i ran away folding my hands hoping she'd understand my life's a fairy tale what don't you comprehend  I yelled too her she covers her ears my words are lingering but yet she seems too not understand she thinks too her self  how can I be with someone that I don't have at hand nor do I seem too barely understand you speak  in riddles and my minds in a frying pan slow down she says it's my life and you don't understand my head is spinning wondering what left I have too stand....The ground crumbled beneath my feet as  she grabs onto my hand like a tight rope  I yelled too her let me go..... I'm just doing it all wrong - pauses -

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