Propping hope on
Chance meetings
Friendly smiles
Hope that went on forever
Only ending tonight
Upon sight
May as well know the truth now
So that it doesn't go on forever
Chance so slim
Too tired to swim
Circles around you
Forget this turn
I will not burn
Sitting here just holding
A lighter in my hands
Flicking on a flame
I forget to have wanted
To ask you your name
Would have been just the same
As if I had never seen you
I'd still be just sitting here
In the coldness of the dark
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