Every Second
Every second to this time
every minute every rhyme
every moment i was blind
but i didnt even mind
To this minute i find out
and i hold it and i shout
why was i so stupid and dumb
back then when i was young
if only i could ever be
the man that you ever wanted and need
but now its only in the past
you're already gone knowing it wont last
and now i realized
all those feelings that you hide.
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