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isn't it funny how connections that we think we've made always fail and glow red, smoking through the electrical tape and old friends wash up feet cemented to the bottom of the pier and you're stuck calling their co-employees trying to dispel the fear i could have called you as you panicked about your second move from home despite the fact that since we broke up i haven't touched my phone much less heard tell about rochesterv and the people you met there and if you're dating i only know that since you left, you've been doing really, really well the taste of your glance Letras de cancioneswas tart with summer and the pressure of the room smashed my kneecaps and i just fell cos the looks you fired struck so true and all through winter i clung to you like a widow to a grave and i could forget you or rebefriend you i'm just not sure which choice is brave From Letras Mania