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red is my
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favorite
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color red like your
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mother’s eyes
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after a
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while
of
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cryin’ about
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how you don’t
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love her
she said
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I know I don’t deserve
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supervised sight of her
but
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each day becomes a blur without my
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dau
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ght
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er
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G
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fall is my
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favorite
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season like falling to
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reasoning why
she
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crashed from on
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high she says
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why is my
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life so
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uneven
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and what have I done right
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but given you your life
if
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after I led you on into that
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ba
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r r
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oom into that
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bar
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room
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