Picking away at what’s left of your heart,
Shouldn’t be doing it, but I was never really all that smart,
Wish I could tell you how much you amaze me,
But whenever I try my words come out crazy,
Please just run,
And don’t stop till there is no sun,
Let yourself be lost,
Or experience the cost,
We can be friends,
But I can never make a mends,
Please push me away and save yourself only,
After what I did to you, I deserve to be lonely.
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