Can we talk about
How I'm tired of everything
And you not being here
I'm fighting constantly
With where I'm supposed to be
Well it's all wrong just so you know
We're displaced and we're both sad
My love is not a game, it's bigger
And if that makes me weak
I'll be weaker cause I love you
And that overrides everything
Even you and me
It's pretty
It's what 'it made history' means.
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Author:
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