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Almost


It rolls down so deep Envoloping me Under stars under sheets You're drowning me In your love Almost. It roars without a sound Twisting words spinning round Sometimes blue sometimes red I'm falling off the edge Of our love Almost. Hands tick on Though half of me is gone Only time can erase It's time to move on From our love Almost.
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