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I'm Crouching Behind a Bush

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I'm crouching behind a bush
Hoping you don't see
Why does this always happen to me?

Then I see her walking
She's coming towards you
I crouch lower
I want to be hidden

You greet her with a kiss
My heart sinks in my chest
You gesture to the bench
And she sits down

I’m trying to listen
But you're speaking softly
You have a gift for her

She opens it
You smile broadly
She kisses you
You don't let her go

I look away
I start to cry
I loved you first
I want to die





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