I sit here with your dreams.
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They are screaming with
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A perpetuate and constant flowing.
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Rhyming and flowing.
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You mean the world to me.
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Are we ok? Maybe we can talk about it.
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Do you feel prettier now?
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Do you feel?
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I can make this last
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And I can hold you tightly
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When loneliness has never felt so alive.
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You look prettier now.
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You look beautiful now.
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You mean the world to me.
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Are you ok? Maybe we can talk about it.
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You Mean The World To Me
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| Edison Glass |
