Love is a waste of time
Love will never be mine
I can’t find love
Love can’t find me
I guess love is something
That I don’t need
Dad
Where are you
Dad
How are you
Dad
I’ve been crying
Crying to sleep so I don’t
Feel
A watched clock
Doesn’t tick
A watched pot
Doesn’t boil
Wet mountain
Snow
Dry cement
Cold
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