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Tapping out a message
Rap rap rapping on my door
Sending your emotions
Scittering across my floor
It's been awhile nye on three years
But seems like yesterday
Packing the apartment
Before leaving on your way
Sitting together deep in thought
Memories of the place
Adventures that were squandered
I can feel ,almost taste.
I can't deny how shocked i was
The inbox wasn't blank
Perhaps it's time to share again
Those memories of that place.
Rap rap rapping on my door
Sending your emotions
Scittering across my floor
It's been awhile nye on three years
But seems like yesterday
Packing the apartment
Before leaving on your way
Sitting together deep in thought
Memories of the place
Adventures that were squandered
I can feel ,almost taste.
I can't deny how shocked i was
The inbox wasn't blank
Perhaps it's time to share again
Those memories of that place.
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