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Once again you look back,

As you do so, my heart makes a little rock.

Back again you have lies,

Why keep doing this until the day you dies?

What a playful heart you desire,

It sets my soul on fire.

Each step you go, each step you go higher,

That's when my heart desires.

Why turning back when I move on?

I keep telling you this since dawn.

Back again you say so, up and down you say no.

Why turning back when I completely forgot about you?

I forgot about you then asked who.

If you did listen to me from before

None of this would be hard as the core.

A little more of you was not who I rather stay with.

Why keep playing me like this?

-Krystal Francis

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