Poem

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You're missing out on my love,
every night you decide not to come
home.

I'm missing out on your love,
every night I decide not to call you
home.

We're missing out on our love,
every night we decide not to be
home.

We're wasting time of our lives,
and we're never gonna get any of
it back.


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