I tossed myself across the room
Sometimes this is worse than doom
That next morning you pulled me close
All of our evidence shows
I cant believe I screwed this up
It makes me want to throw up
You throw me that casual smile
I want to make it worthwhile
I want to touch your face again
My fingers come close and then
I awake to dissappointment
*if it was ever to be spoken, i would want it two people alternating with them both saying the last line.
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