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Truth

You think you know me?

Drifting through the blur

Where we stopped dancing

And I can't forget her 

You would think there are answers

I could literally "fuck" it away

I can wake up and see another face

What then would I say?

There are many women

So many profess to feel

But I'd rather be alone

Than settle for anything less than real 

Love knows no half measures

If it does, love it cannot be

I don't care how beautiful you are

If I don't love you, you are not for me

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