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Please help me
The world is slowly winding down
My english teacher tells me to never use cliches
When I can form my own orignal thoughts
But it’s just so hard
When I love you to the moon and back
And when the leaky faucet won’t stop creaking
The stars don’t seem to pour down as easily
The flashing sensations just won’t stop
Acquitting themselves in a mob
Racing racing
We just may never see the light
I’ll miss you so much
But it’s time I go