You gave me your energy
you can't take that back.
Just as I gave you mine.
You put on a good front though.
Acting like we didn't use to lay up.
Like our bodies never intertwined.
Like I didn't use to make you laugh all the time.
Now you got amnesia.
Don't lie
you can't forget those vibes.
I know I still have a space in your mind.
Just as you have a space in mine.
But nice try.
- m.w.
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Michael Wolfe
Always trying to make sense of things.
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