its something from the past,
wishing and dreaming,
in this friendship, we were never really friends.
melodies float through my mind,
cluttering my mind from sanity,
insanity whirling about.
but you dont want this,
and neither does this heart i own.
i want something familiar.
youre something familiar.
but i dont want you,
and i certainly dont need you.
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