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    Excuse Me, Sir? Your Noose is Around My Neck

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    I'm pulling,
    
                          
    pulling,
    
                          
    pulling you back to me.
    
                          
    You were everything.
    
                          
    My life,
    
                          
    my other puzzle piece,
    
                          
    my better half.
    
                          
    You're still here for me,
    
                          
    and I couldn't live without that.
    
                          
    You help me through these hard times.
    
                          
    I'm pulling,
    
                          
    pulling,
    
                          
    pulling you back to me.
    
                          
    I was once your everything too,
    
                          
    but you let me go,
    
                          
    awhile back.
    
                          
    And that's okay,
    
                          
    I'm good,
    
                          
    I'm over it.
    
                          
    But I need you,
    
                          
    now more than ever.
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