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i find myself
refreshing your page
turning off my phone
turning it on
refreshing your page

i find you
crossing my mind
from time to time
leaving, fading
then appearing out of nowhere

i find us
to be something of a joke
more or less
a lost cause even
before it started

i find time
to play tricks on me
take me back to that weekend
push me back to this moment
pull me to my knees

time makes me beg for mercy, memories shut me up and you make the tears fall over and over.

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