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Waterside
Hold me while I fall apart
the little things I say as we sit by the waterside
my memories start to slip away like the waves up on the bay
what is he who comes to my side?
all the bad things start to fade away
take it away I say as he holds my hands
broken dreams, making plans
hold me I’m falling apart
this feeling surely cannot last by the waterside
JC
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Saturday 9th March 2019 2:40 am
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