He found himself sitting on a park bench at the end of the tree shrouded pavement. Alone, with nothing save for the rustle of the fallen leaves for company. He took out his notebook from the breast pocket of his jacket and the ikea pencil from behind his ear. Sneaking a glance at his surroundings to make sure that he was entirely alone, he then
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Between two of us to sink this thing
We're still clinging on for life
I need you to reach me
Teach me how to love
I need you to reach me
Teach me how to learn
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I stayed up to try to find the words to tell you..
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But somehow nothing seems to be coming out right.
Everything just sounds so lame or emo.
Perhaps I'll just show you tomorrow.
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