Spring flowers fill the air
The smile on my face bright
Knots building in my hair
See not my eyes filled with despair
Acting as if we are not messed up at all
How I miss the time when we both had genuine fun
We carry on our messed up ways as spring turns to fall
I want to make you feel better but I know I can’t make you stand tall
As the way to do this goes against everything I have been told
Stay with me don’t leave me here all alone
Complete my miserable life and grow with me old
No matter how this will end I will find out when it meets me and then get told
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