He's not listening
to the words inside my head
They're not spoken yet
the words he won't forget
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Do you ever really know,
how far the ball goes
once it's thrown?
Do you ever hear the the words,
of a heart once condoned?
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A single brush
a light stroke of your hand
and you've painted your love
all over me
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These ones are bit more random and obscure. They're just the little snippets I don't know what to do with.
