Brush it of



I want you not to go And I need you but then what? Thinking it's too soon to have it all Hard enough to know what I really want But please go on I need this pain More than once It's carved into my mind Somehow scars my memory You were out of reach though I'm still here Will I do right this time? Maybe then I'll be gone forever

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