Some things just aren’t meant to be
You say you disagree?
Be careless with your love, you’ll see
Even the most serene
Can suddenly find their numb routine
Upended as stray thoughts careen
Around inside their skull
And suddenly life isn’t dull
There’s a myriad of moves to mull
But there will always be
Frustration to some degree
Be careless with your love, you’ll see.
Are You Reading Me?
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