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My inspiration came from sadness, it swallowed me whole, left me in a madness, falling down the rabit hole. I lived my life for the writing, kept myself sad in a way, only to keep it going, so I could write another day. And now I have you my darling, and now I have you my dear, you're the best and the worst thing to happen to me, you are my biggest fear. I let myself fall for you, I let myself fall into love, Fooled by words unspoken, tricked by a single touch. Now I have nothing to write, the sadness has gone away, what am I suppose to do, to make it through my day?

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