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Robin Hood

Yes it still hurts when you tell me I am just worthless,
I love you so much theres just not alot to work with,
I'm not enough for you.
I can describe a lost hope by calling your name.
You keep on bending the rules to my complicated game.
Just let us lye in dead roses with our eyes wide shut,
so we dream of the past.
Its always been about you.
Theres a throb that fits in the cast around my heart.
I have the apple you have the dart.
As I watch someone I thought to be Robin Hood turn into a theif,
If you dont shoot the apple I'll be out of all grief.




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