Fragment Sixty Eight Point 9
terrified that you might lose me
petrified with the "you and me"
yes, the best things in life are free
and from you i want to be free
we add, we remove and we keep
promises at times we don't keep
on you, on us, i'm losing sleep
i'm done counting a herd of sheep
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