alwaysthesame
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The street was paved last week.
The street on which my house dwells was paved last week.
The street on which the majority of my childhood took place was paved last week,
And I will never again see
The spraypaint
It was all predetermined
By the actions I made from the start
Doing things I had no bussiness doing
And now it's come to haunt me
Slowly ruining my life
And the realization sinks in
It's true to say,
Every girl has flaws,
And it's true that its displayed
Every guy has been clawed.
But ones for sure,
For me it's a personal tour.
I can say that I've loved
