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She
I've walked away a dozen times
but I come back around to find
that even with out history
there still remains some mystery
I find it easy to forget
she has a lot to teach me yet
so close, but yet so far away
I keep her with me every day
so much remains to be explored
I never know what lies in store
a hundred times I've lost my way
but I still find her just the same
she holds the cure,
she's my affliction
she makes me pure,
she's my addiction
she's that which
cannot be attained
I wouldn't dare
to speak her name
she's that which
cannot
be achieved,
that one
mistake
that haunts my dreams
I keep her close,
but far away
she'll be the death
of me some day
sometimes it's easy
to forget
I haven't even
had her yet
so close, but yet
so far away
I think about her
every day
but I come back around to find
that even with out history
there still remains some mystery
I find it easy to forget
she has a lot to teach me yet
so close, but yet so far away
I keep her with me every day
so much remains to be explored
I never know what lies in store
a hundred times I've lost my way
but I still find her just the same
she holds the cure,
she's my affliction
she makes me pure,
she's my addiction
she's that which
cannot be attained
I wouldn't dare
to speak her name
she's that which
cannot
be achieved,
that one
mistake
that haunts my dreams
I keep her close,
but far away
she'll be the death
of me some day
sometimes it's easy
to forget
I haven't even
had her yet
so close, but yet
so far away
I think about her
every day
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