."Come to bed dear, it's getting late."
I want to run, but I know she'll wait. So I push and push and push until she breaks.
I picked a flower and dried it up.
It took years, but I made it tough.
I can't stop when it's been enough, and I ruin everything I touch.
Now she's fou.
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