Dumpster Diving
How could I have forgotten
A small thing you had gotten
You said it was for me
It was something beautiful for my eyes to see
In my heart it perfectly fit
I told you I would do nothing but cherish it
Though now my heart falters
As I must dive into this dumpster
My heart pushes me on to find such a small thing from you again
Im just saying
Some people want to be heroes, others have to be asked
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