The moon is setting above the sun, but a sliver beneath love, but a sliver.
Still looking at you. Still sad that’s all I saw.
It can’t be helped if it’s not serious or a joke and it’s just words that fit
They go there, right, when everyone quotes.
There is still chalk on the walk, there is still a basketball court.
There are still reasons why, but not reasons why.
If there was someone to point fingers at, when there isn’t, fingers crossed.
It already was so the words don’t really have the same feeling as before, but
It would appear that following the following just restarts
Again.
And she.
Are the same song.
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