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Past
My past seems to keep coming back
Old memories flooding back
All I can do is fall within myself
Trying to wash the words off my chest

But when I see your face I collapse
My chest flutters and I cannot help
But lie to your face

Tell you there is nothing left
But when really its stained my heart
That is, I'm simply stuck

Thinking about you and what we had
How much I miss those hands
That sweet embrace you gave me

How your hands held me so tightly
The way your lips caressed mine
But I'm not trying to fall in love

Yet I've fallen too hard for you
Fallen for a support beneath
You lay below me

Whispering sweet words, a temptation
It pulls me in
You reck my mind

Why can I only think of you
Below me, giving me
Exactly what I need

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