i, so bad, i want to like this. i want to like it, but i know i shouldn't... i know.

you can't blame me. i won't have it. i won't take it, 'cause i know i can't help it like you.

so, i take what i can from you, without losing you.

as the time slowly marches, slow the march is. i notice you and i think i kind of like it - kind of like this though i know i could never... could you?

'cause i would risk what i already have and throw it all away.

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