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Bend


I don’t know what to think of you anymore Once I use to think that you were so great Really! Although now I find you a bored But now it’s time for us to clear the slate To start over. I think that would be good It’s time to get over the past for now I have been thinking that maybe we should And I’ve been wondering about the how Time and time again you have tried to make me bend To a will of yours, I feel it won’t drop These are things that cannot will not mend Why don’t you see this? Please! Why don’t you stop!?
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