You slept on my bed
Went through my stuff
And now you're gone
You left without saying thank you
Pictures
I want pictures
All I care about is pictures
I like to see who you can be
Who are they?
I'd sing to you
All the melodies
I never learned how to
Make real
You're always welcome
People notice, you know it
You're so close to me
Yet so far from this
I'm ok
It's you who has to recognize
Maybe not in this life
But I like your companionship
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