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Lights they shine on your face just soThey make me want to keep you talkingLaughter ripples down your shoes through the puddles and back to youMakes me want to hold a patternNever endingOnce before and never more have I longed for thisI don't appreciate the life of me or my intended right to be a simple someone who can breatheAnd I'm not okay with itWe don't need to mentionHow good all the thoughts You hold and never act uponI am not okay From Letras Mania