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Bitter fruit, best to let it wither. If it was sweet I don't deserve it either. Always taught to pick & hand it over. Toxic thoughts are such a good controller. There's no way out. There's no way out, but I'm getting nervous & I wanna run. How'd I get these thorns in my heart? How'd I catch a real glimpse of you? It made me want to play a part. It made me want to mean something to you. There's no running away. There's no running away. Pulling all these thorns from my heart. Brave enough to reach out to you. I'm happy that I play a part, building a life with you. The sweetest fruit for you I deliver, share it with you over & over.
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