Again

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I know,

I did it again;

I went for a coffee,

I found you instead.

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What's next?

what can I say?

what's worse than my silence?

what a rotten decay...

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Not a clue,

not talent to spare;

not magical lighting,

not true grit in here.

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So sad,

so painful to wear;

so obvious in need but,

so fearful to care.

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oh well,

oh Queen of my Heart;

oh, don't you be worry,

oh, I'll come back again.

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