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Set me free


Only freshman too young for the tight grips of cryptic love But what's done is done and it felt so damn good to let go I with you and you with me inseparable We dance A never ending tango trying not to step on each others toes But when I am you and you are me but then their is she What is left? A tear a break a whole to big sink deep I fight the current to resurface but your heavy anchor pulls me down Cut the anchor pulling me down No longer held by your toxic desires I am free
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