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wasted time
I'm sitting here
Trying to reach you
Trying to love you
Trying to be loved back
But sending my heart
Sending my kisses
Is proving so useless
And i just wont do it
Writing these stupid little poems
Is picking the numbers of my watch
Holding your hand
Is pouring out sand from the hourglass
And holding out hope
Is nothing more than a joke
And im done with the trying
I'm quitting the crying
I cant get back whats gone
So im just gonna move along
This time, without you
Trying to reach you
Trying to love you
Trying to be loved back
But sending my heart
Sending my kisses
Is proving so useless
And i just wont do it
Writing these stupid little poems
Is picking the numbers of my watch
Holding your hand
Is pouring out sand from the hourglass
And holding out hope
Is nothing more than a joke
And im done with the trying
I'm quitting the crying
I cant get back whats gone
So im just gonna move along
This time, without you
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