Different Pages
Now im sitting by the lake again
taking things for granted, man
never talking to the snake again
i already know what happens then
& we could never stay friends
thats too sad of an ending when
i open for nothing
and this text isnt even sending since
i press reply and look at the sky
wonder why i feel like this
should just be grateful that it happened
still wondering what just happened
but i know that its no use now
cause its too late to change now
i guess were on 2 different pages now
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